thirty-three years

some of us

have probably spent the day

 rehearsing our stories

 tidying and organizing

memories and thoughts


shuffling through closets

wondering what on earth

to wear

or have spent

an afternoon

begging macy’s

for the perfect fit…

i’ve worked all day

forgiveness has been

my only worry

my solo preoccupation..


my car will point

down the highway

i’ll be remembering

what ferlinghetti said:

“time will be the tattletale…”

without a doubt

he’ll be




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 release the gamut of tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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