![]() LesseningA Poem by Tracy
the gold is looser these days--
spinning freely, threatening to fall right off... cravings are for caffeine & saccharine, nicotine & alcohol so that the softness of motherhood, the thickness of naivety the weight of complacency are melting away-- leaving behind a smaller, harder place so that the gold gets looser, spinning freely... threatening to fall right off
© 2014 Tracy |
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Added on May 8, 2014 Last Updated on May 8, 2014 |