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  • Wrap it Up

    Month one
    It’s a rush
    A love bomb
    Four digit security
    to your heart your home your 6ft tall manly hood

    Month two
    miles away the heart grows fonder
    ears ring
    brag to friends
    the love grows stronger
    Bonnie Raitt and sisterhood

    Month three
    is this the demise
    dinner with friends goes awry
    colds and coughs arise
    dates cancelled
    no notice
    disappointment seeps

    Month four
    creeps in with out notice
    holiday season upon us
    family disguise
    skating glee
    the sick old month leaps

    Month five
    full holiday season
    rush rush rush
    front the perfect bf
    family family family
    dinners for two
    morning walks pushed aside

    Month six
    three Saturdays without
    a mom of kids would notice
    a miss of a partner
    left unheard
    communicate relate recenter
    3000 miles away
    heart the escape
    I’ll go

    Month seven
    what even is that
    it is no longer
    of needs not met
    in time and way how spent
    feelings voiced
    to rage and gaslit
    bait
    to end to end to end
    a romance that’s fade

  • Wispy

    Bloated
    Big belly
    What happened to being a
    Botticelli

    take up less space
    wisp away
    play the way
    expectations

    shed the tresses
    lose the fat
    the thoughts and the judgement

    dust, hunger lust
    therapist says
    we see this a lot in
    women of your age

    running the kids
    work and no play

    a maid
    mommy
    and babe
    when need be
    what’s left
    bones and mind fry

    I change
    take the reign
    feed my muscles
    fuel thy brain
    a belly that’s soft
    posture that’s tall

    drop the jones’
    engage the synapses
    ignore the punk
    asses

  • Buck Moon

  • BAB

    Photo credit Max
    You wanted me to be
    A broke ass bitch
    Easy to manipulate

    You wanted me to be
    starving and empty
    stomached
    so you could feed me

    You wanted me to be
    thigh kissing freely
    calming ruffled
    feathers
    available only when
    you need me

    You wanted me to be
    calling in the am
    disappear weekly pm
    on your arm on the
    weekend

    You wanted me to be
    ready for seven dinner
    sleeping while you
    watch tv
    out the house Sunday

    What about me?
    I’m outie!
  • Time is Money

    The value I need 
    to meet in my man
    Exceeds a check list
    or well laid plan

    time money
    sense of self
    should go without saying
    enough, I’m done

    not playing
    around
    come to me come to me come to
    beg pardon plead
    respect and what exactly does that mean

    breadcrumbs and morsels
    keep going please
    kind words and security
    only
    for me
    I’m worthy,
    I am enough