Even, then un.
Subtract three from my two,
I’m a negative one; grounded
Plane, rejected by air. A train
That just recorded 4 tracks.

Digitized, leaving keys in car. Lost
with an outdated map. Me, my favorite
Inept comedian. Losing swagger, I
Can’t resist a stumble. Indecisive in deciding my tiding. Is there a director?

I may need one. At least temporarily.
I’m literally illiterate in my own literature. May just some level of
rest, a break from work. That might B
best.