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Nov 2014
The rent check bounced again
No-one did the dishes last night
Or took out the trash this morning
The kids were late for school
I blew off work and stared at the floor
Dust bunnies mocking my sense of order
You stupid *****, as if control
Were ever going to be yours


I used to be able to
I used to be able to push past it
I used to be able to push past it and keep going

Going where?
I ask myself now.
I thought I had arrived, but
There are still piles of laundry on the floor
And you've shut the door
To your heart -
And I'm still hurtling
Down the highway
Lost on the bi-way
Sure, I did it my way
Staying high every day
Ensures I have an appetite to stay
Here

(I could just leave,
Set them free -
I'm not even sure
They would miss me)

As the resident
Over-achiever
It is my right
To stay in bed this week -
And next -

Why would you not grant me that freedom?

You would.

But I don't want it - I can't let go
Of the illusion of control
Or the reaching of a goal
That means nothing -
Only the success
Of a seductive
Shiny
Lie
biche
Written by
biche  53/F/Unceded Potawatomi Land
(53/F/Unceded Potawatomi Land)   
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