Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Not Fair

Can I protest?
Not Fair...
the heart beats racing
set loose from the sound of your voice.

Not Fair...
I hear your laugh
and it leaves me to quiver
and squirm

Not Fair....
does my skin scream

Not Fair...
does my bones scream

Not Fair...
does my soul scream

To be left like this,
broken, rubble of emotions
strung high, taut, singing loudly
full of need, full of wants

a dancing wiggling bubble
electrified and
very much alive