I thought the older we got
the more the age gap would close
52 - 35 = 17
But
You're forever old now
52
and I'm the age you were
35
When I was
17
Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 9:32 AM UTC
On the cold floor I can't go any further
I'm low
I am in it
These days are frightening
I can't see the light
But the floor feels right
Maybe they'll think no one is in here
Or I'm here, but don't notice no light
Or I just am having a mom moment
And I have no place else to be
I don't.
Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 12:14 PM UTC
Ego
Synapses
There is something here
It yearns for you
Its thousand year twin
How
When I’m all bundles
Nerves
Wire
Bones
Circuits
Skin
Evolution so much
I can read this
And think this
And feel
Cloned
Forgotten
What ever genius in my singular creation
You
Give me God
Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 8:57 AM UTC
Lists and errands
I'm not lists and errands
I am here
I am today
Mounds of feelings and fibers
More than a mother
My head is a checklist
It's all a checklist
Are these quick words
even written
right?
It won't ever stop
Nov 30, 2017
Nov 30, 2017 at 10:28 AM UTC
With little hands you crawled from my womb
But you're not a baby now
You could be anyone
You're made of stardust and dinosaurs
And people I've never met
I gaze at you looking for some resemblance of anything I know
And you raise your brow and give me a dead stare
Because you find it weak of me
To love you so matter-of-factly
You can see
I don't know anything
Or you
She figured me out by 15
Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 9:39 AM UTC
Let me live in my sin
It's.mine.
Like when you remove your glove, finger by finger, plucking the tips with a pull. Freeing each finger until all are freed. Pulling your hand out, cupping glove to glove and laying them on that end table you love. The one with the lamp that appeared when your Mom died. The only thing you got from her because you hated her.
Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 11:53 PM UTC
I'm hips and lips
******* and legs
Atop two unsteady feet
Always
Treading oppression
Tiptoeing past resembling her
Balancing on a beam
Dangling from poles
Wading through clothes
Skipping with children
Kick starting
Moving forward
My *******
Against heavy gravity
Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 12:19 AM UTC
Dying alone here in my Thoughts Of Dreams of all things I should be doing.
Useless and Careless so much sometimes to care and use myself. My abilities.
I need people to understand or I'll always be stuck here inside myself wondering what the hell I'm doing
It has stopped raining now
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 6:12 PM UTC