Poetry/Prose

We are all young once

snowflake poem

We all take a shit

after waking up

from a dip  in the

pillow drool pool …

morning breath

of hatchling dragons

Every day I get older,

hoist a cross,

scatter delusions

of frozen time

Only a blind soul

unto their own sight,

has eyes in their heart,

sees the self completely,

and passes right through

these involuntary defenses

By Heart alone,

illusion becomes what it is

My closest companions

bypass pretention

to which we women obsessively attend

overcome their eyeballs

see the dirt for the flower

I know that look,

return to it,

 live

for such sweet relief

Everyone else,

alas,

you’ve always left me

more alone

Standard

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s