May 9
The Little Black Dress
The holes in my pockets cause me to feel naked. Though it is an inside pocket and no one can see through I feel exposed, my thinking changed and for that matter chained, one link looped through the next. I start with a hole in my pocket so I know I can’t stay in this dress all day. I know I will need the storage later as time wears on but I can’t change now and I don’t want to waste time putting on my tights. My legs are cold. I fly from room to room. I gather my keys, but forget my phone. I am bare legged and unreachable, overexposed due to a hole in my pocket.
Keep in mind that love doesn’t conform to opinion, even well meaning opinion
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SLAYING OLD DRAGONS
Your roar is Doppler-low
And I can feel my steps move the earth
As I go forward.
Former dominator
Scary from every angle
I come for you today
The scales are falling, I don’t rip them but they fall
I can breathe at the heights of you lair
I am not shrinking
The booming voice you had is gone
The power spilling away from you
I don’t fly from you
Gone is the tremble you once instilled
The curtain has parted
And you are revealed
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