Load Bearing

The rose again. I know. I put it there
because it was the word we started with
and now I'm not sure how to not put it there —
it's load-bearing, maybe. part of the myth.

You've noticed the rhymes are getting lazy.
that's fair. something is different this week.
the mornings feel longer, or I feel less,
which is probably the same thing said oblique.

I still mean this. I want to say I still mean this.
the light does something in the afternoon that
I keep trying to get into
a poem and it keeps not quite —
                                             soon.

I'll get it soon. I'll find the form that holds it.
the old form held it. look how well it held.