But her doors and windows…
Expose dust from a lack of being cracked.
As she sits aging in a familiar rocker,
With a knack to dream in spinster silence.
Romanced by novels.
And escapades she tapes and replays.
She is afraid she can not erase,
The age that daylight shows on her face.
Hiding…
She charades between chapters,
Fading.
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She can kiss my ass,
And ‘that’ will bring my heart,Lots of cheer!
The right things done by some…
By everyone.Rituals performed…May leave a feeling of forlorn,Adorned by those addicted to agitation.Especially In situations accepted as an adulation!‘Adulation?What is there to admire,In this mental infestation?This dismiss of motivation…Should have long expired.Examined for its faults and left retired!Many see this as a manifestation!A certain suffering,That brings ‘closure’ to most things.It’s the opposite of expecting blessings…
Grandpa trapped me with gas that he passed.
And laughed.Grandpa didn’t bat an eye at me,When I covered up my nose and pretended to sneeze!He offered to extend to me an apology…By saying he tried to hold the gas in,But if he did there was nowhere around…He could take a quick and quiet pee!
My anger and how that is expressed,
Yes!From an initiation process.My parents donated sperm and a womb.With an implantation done.Allowing my birth and breath to breathe.With some uncomfortable yelling…Heard by everyone.So deliberate,My lungs stunned!And from those innocent beginnings,I heard comments made…About which side of the family I was most like.From nose, to eye color…And hair grade.‘…he’s got ‘good’ hair like…? ‘Who I…
Not mystified by false idols.
Bangles or beads.Faith is a decision one makes.And keeps that…Throughout misery.Or a grief left,By another.Who chooses that to leave.Being pleased and grateful.No judgements to pass or share!Waking up each morning.And expressing thankfulness.Without concerns of what ‘bling’ to ‘zing’To wear for stares.There is so much in life,That awakens one aware.So much of it is there without…
My trust in you has rusted,
My faith?That remains strong.That has helped me carry on.My thoughts of you…With an ‘us’ I knew?I am doing the best to forget,That you and I even met.We did our best.And perhaps,Could have done better…To avoid any regrets.But I have recovered,To find a peace of mind.Whatever we had…I have long put to rest.It is in a…