skip this………………………6.18.09

to answer
your burning
stoned-out
question
my reply is:
‘of course i still care’
its why
you chuckle
at my paintbox efforts
of earring
sandal
and shirt

since
in life
its the source
of all
constant judgment
how could i not
care?
its the button
that even you
felt the need to push
laying on it for effect
it slid
an unexpected
thoughtless jab
beneath my skin
it pricked through
tissue & bone
bloodletting was easy
refilling my drained heart
now
remains
the challenge

how do i reconcile
my spare comments
i’ve fished them out
now, only to
toss them back
into your hurtful
unintentional wake

in this jungle
i now sit
uncertain of
a next move
torrential rains
beat onto this roof
flash flood warnings
creep into my emptied heart
these waters
relentless
insistent
splatter bright leaves
the size of tires
in hues like no other
beating them
to the ground

bent and exhausted
from this downpour
my rainforest aligns
my grounds
are saturated
outside this window
inside this room

i’m nine again
planning my escape
again
from a lifetime of
this brand of
pain
seismic

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About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i write...to release the gamut of emotion...to tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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