Denial wasy when I started a relationship with Sylvia to avoid knowing myself as a roast fart -- someone past it in facing pain.
I wanted Ryan. I babied him.
Now I am 14 years older.
An asshole that is a mess.
I made the safe thing become a painful change.
Now it's a way to ask why.
I did write something which was wordy. I did make a rogue like my asshole (LOL).
Ready to love a friend without making her an ill orchard.
I feel better when I try to be safe.
I entered women as a way to be a failure.
Torture, over and over.
A death is not wear a pain is.
A pain is where my own raw mick draws laughter.
You are the people who give love. You are the people who are strong. Hassle is when omens make vampires.
I love my mother as she is.
I love my friends to be home.
I think they are.
I am wondering how to give up my own illness -- the fear of caves.
Lastly, a sucker always wants messes.
Happy Lent
Your lurking aphid,
Julia
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