Your disregard
is a thumbtack
through the toe,
a brick
crushing my skull.
My tongue is heavy
with lead,
so it pains me
to say
that I must
step towards
scary life
without you.
- - -
I suppose some friends are not forever. Any mature person would know this, but it doesn't silence the pain of absence.
I'm at a certain point in my life where in less than eight or so months, I'll have to step away from everything I've known for the last three years. Things are changing, rapidly. I don't know where exactly I'm going, and I don't think I necessarily need too. But I do feel as though I'm losing a handle on things I thought I understood, on people I thought I knew, on where my talents are and who I am as a whole.
Live and let go, I guess.
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The only thing permanent is change JB. Whatever the case, keep on bloggin'.
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ReplyDeleteI invite you to attend Thursday Poets Rally week 31
let me know when you are ready.
Thanks a lot.
two awards for this week’s participation.
powerful imagery.
ReplyDeletelove the simple yet compact poetry of yours.