sitting in black dress
that i don't want to wear
acting as a buffer
between adolescence and mid-life self-absorbtion
tension at the table
quietly will eat sashimi
pretend all is well
in reality wanting to have
gray/white hairs between fingers
freshly riped from scalp
i wish there were more female knights
not just flaming joan
instead i will be the hero through polite conversation
distracting the monster
save the blonde heroine for a few hours
blue shiny shoes, blue bead necklace
should leave
are possessions worth all of this?
does blood thicken in certain areas?
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