reading desperation

last night

a sea of desperation

permeated a theater

as damaged women

and the men they dragged

with them

hoped for answers

from those who’ve

already

shed their human skins

and moved on

off this planet

to whatever’s next….

 

the air was thick with it..

 

choking on their confusion

 gagging on their

despair and false hope

the only thing

that was crystal clear

in that room

was that each of them

knew for certain

that they would be the chosen ones

to get a message

from their

dead..

the air last night

was crisp and heavy

with the night’s fog

i was grateful

to finally

get out the door

so i could exhale

their needy

desperation…

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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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