Paper

Paper

 

Always falling backwards,

enough to lose

my breath,

and in the pain

of life,

I find an apprehensive

truth.

 

Looking through

cheap liquor store sunglasses,

lighting a heater

and sitting on a curb,

it can be hard

to beg for money,

and harder not to.

 

I cross my legs in the street,

put on fresh lipstick,

and pretend to talk

on a broken cell phone,

it all makes sense

to me.

 

But funny

how the world works,

I am a monkey

in the wrench,

and a blank page

of some famous book.

 

Waiting to hear

change rattle,

in my dirty

paper cup.

Reviews

[Lunar Lightning]

Very simple and quite good. It makes you think about the meaning of the words. Great job.

Luna