Jul 04
poem challenge: Freedom

Ownership

We watch ourselves 
from the rear view mirror, 
as we drive off in a car 
packed with girls
hell bent on taste.

And we stand there 
watching the van pull out 
of the drive through,
with a map you cannot read 
nor follow.
Watching the secret virginity 
leak like gas from the exhaust,
leaving a trail behind it.
(it will not lead you nor prosper)

Something the men 
could never understand,
never take from us
and something we could never 
get back.


 
Jul 04

Inner Guilt By Default

I

I am always unstill
The journey is like
a train
It will not stop just for me 
I must have potential 

II

I move as through
moving is not a solution 
but an alternative.
I am still
looking for the difference 
between scar and memory 

III

I watched that train 
slide, almost serenely, off
the tracks 
and crack it’s spine.
Still
being disappointed I wasn’t 
on it

 
Jul 03

Destined

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