Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Better Off


I was flat out on the bed
on my back and just looking up at the ceiling
bobbing my head back and forth---
thinking about how good a smirk felt
and how it was ingrown---
at long last

I was fairly certain of my flaws
what with these decades of adding

insult
+
injury
+


But it was during my sit in
during those seven days
that they covered it all up and wrapped it all up in Saran
until you couldn't wrap it anymore
and the secrets were all tucked in

It was then that I realized
I liked me---
but you---
you,
not so very much

1 comment:

  1. Again maybe true love or a definition of misery!!!!!!

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