Wednesday, November 21, 2018

Impression

Where there was fear
There is now freedom
Breath flows freely
No more presence of risk
No more seeking insight

The RV smelt so strongly we imagined
Body parts rotting inside
We imagined the dark depths of a gambling
Addicted life
Outside the hooters game slots.
Standing by the ventilators
Second guessing strife.

You were with me then
Before I knew you
Holding my hair back and whispering in my ear
Spreading limbs in an endless tub
I thought about you then.
Back before I was with him.
You were with me as we shopped the
plastic filled aisles

If I were less of a challenge he would have married me by now.

One day
I might impress you.
With the darkest skill of taking on more than one should

She holds her breath now.
Thinking of all the truth and beauty that day had a passed on by
Thinking of the desperate decline
Of attention
Of curiosity
Of genuine repressed anger
Of insatiable feelings

My scalp warms
As if the summer were burning bright above me.
My feet melt to the asphalt
and I’ve become part of the earth.
What if I never move from here.
What if I can’t figure a way out

Will there be more for me to find of myself
across state lines
Beyond counties that bring food
wine and reason for life