Miss-Ann-Thrope
Coming to terms with new patterns, accepting those lose by the wayside.
Acceptance and understanding are not easy to come by.
Giving it a shot.
She was tiny,
maybe 4 years old
puttering around next to the pool
but not swimming
He was a grown man,
thought to tease her a bit,
he made a move as if to tickle or scare
She balled up her fists and ran right for him
uncowed, defiant
It's about time to start building an ark. It has been raining
pretty much non stop
for 5 days
torrential rain
tropical rain
flooding my house because leaves get stuck in the drain rain
my dog wont go out for a pee because it's raining too hard rain
you don't notice it until it starts raining even harder rain
because it's raining non stop rain
plum rain
love it
An inch here
a foot there
always one more "little thing" she needed
help with this
a talk about that
never reciprocal.
a line had to be drawn
She was switched out at birth. Born to a mother who wouldn't or couldn't keep her, sent away for adoption. Years later she found out who had signed the papers and went to find them. And we in turn found out about her. Ahhh to have escaped from that home.
Lucky.
Eating was about as close to religion as he got.
Undisturbed by sights and sounds during a good meal
Telephone and computer tucked away
No small talk or disruptions
fully focused, in the moment, contemplative
ecstatic
The taxi, bus, shuttle, securtiy check, flight, disembark, transfer, check in, time kill, boarding, meals and movies, too many drinks, silky blankets and strange seat partners, finally landing, get the bags, more buses, hours to go before i sleep, missed bus stops and final taxi home,
all this to get away from you
She wasn't sure.
It seemed like a long shot,
being there for someone for the long term
joining goals and hopes and dreams
building a future
more that a day into the future.
Maybe.
She turned and walked
it didnt matter where
or how far
just away
away away away
from the b*llsh*t, the headaches
the lies and the hope that they werent
keep walking
until you can’t anymore
She turned and walked
it didnt matter where
or how far
just away
away away away
from the bullshit, the headaches
the lies and the hope that they werent
keep walking
until you can't anymore
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