valkyriegirl
failing
is like falling
and wailing
is like walling
and bailing
is like balling.
wait, no.
only ballers ball. bailers aren't even a thing.
an empty bucket
slowly running dry
water trickling away through the cracks in the sides
i used to have convictions
but they all trickled away somehow
Bad memories. It's all bad memories. I don't want to write about this.
The way was thin
but easy
narrow
and uncomplicated
when it began to broaden
become curving and attractive
confusing
that was when it happened
I'm terribly grateful for my tea and toast. It's been a long three weeks of cold/flu/??? symptoms. That's not very exciting to write about, but it's true.
I imagined I could be anything.
And I was.
A wisp of wind,
a campfire by the sea,
a piece of fabric
drifting away.
But now I have to stop imagining.
Don't go.
I hardly know you.
I hardly had a moment with you, yet.
Will we still be part of each other
if you leave now?
Will we have moments
far apart
when we think,
"she'd like that"
and remember?
she laughed and chatted
I sort of mumbled
there wasn't a lot else to do really
finally she said
"it looks like you have been
taking good care of your teeth and gums"
snow
sparkling
in the folds of her hair
she hasn't noticed yet
she is looking up
with happy eyes
perusing the menu
as I wait for her order
and I idly wonder if it's time for my smoke break yet
little
screaming
vulnerable
"It's a girl,"
and she cries tears of joy
as I clamp the umbilical cord
and put her new daughter
into her arms
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