into roles -
the mother
poet
the seductress
an actress
the office worker
wife
friend and daughter
Some fit me
into a part
they made up –
a part they said I was
but I was not

I'm broken
into portions -
my innocence
that my parents took
my teen-age years
bullied
the working years
blending into the backdrop
the homemaking years
with a broom and dust cloth
the extramarital affairs
that made me sully
the artful
that I now dwell in

I'm broken
into pieces -
the *****
for my husband
the womb
for my children
my hands
for my boss
my heart
that I tossed
like a volleyball
back and forth
south and north