#diogenes
lamplight through the leaves
leave and let me love
let me be and live my life
to die, doggishly
puddles gathered
muddled and battered
dry in the heat of the day
rather to go on
than hang on
to life lived
for shame to those
who cling
for going, is such a kind thing
Dec 4, 2020
Dec 4, 2020 at 7:35 PM UTC
Lies looking for girls to tell them
gather in groups--
little ions looking for a charge.
Girls grow up greedy to spout the wildest stuff
about each other
or boys
or you.
Girls spend hours in front of mirrors
telling lie upon lie.
I'm ugly/ I'm pretty/ that's enough/ never enough.
Girls grow and haul a whole hope chest stuffed with lies
behind them to college,
to the altar,
to the nursery.
Lies looking for girls to tell them are never lonely for long.
Diogenes ran a girls' school until he lost his mind.
The students lied and said he went sailing.
Sit with me. Talk.
Our mothers did the best they could.
We'll always be like sisters.
This tea is good.
Lies looking for girls to tell them
don't stop when friends go home.
They circle when you're
anxious
afraid
alone.
At sunset I shake all my gathered lies from my apron to the sky,
and when they work together,
oh my
how the feathers fly.
Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 9:41 AM UTC