Mar 2016
I refuse to be a filler*
Even if the room is all dark
and space retreats from corners
I am not an inbetween
of feelings and cat calls
so don't place me
in the remaining jigsaw
the edges won't fit
you must have shaven the curves
back before I sung with nerve
now I am jagged and anew
eroded by all the hurt
it's a new shape, a new me
was I ever supposed to be
*part of your pieced story?
Even if the room is all dark
and space retreats from corners
I am not an inbetween
of feelings and cat calls
so don't place me
in the remaining jigsaw
the edges won't fit
you must have shaven the curves
back before I sung with nerve
now I am jagged and anew
eroded by all the hurt
it's a new shape, a new me
was I ever supposed to be
*part of your pieced story?
Letting go
