Bad Wolf

Bad Wolf

A Poem by Monday Parker

So now you wanta talk

When everything in my life is

Tense

Not carefree and empty like

From before

Now you want to prance

Back into my tightly closed

Circle

But you can’t

Because I have moved along

Un-snagged my foot from whatever

I was stuck on

You cant come back

I built myself a new home

Made of brick

Bad wolf.

 

© 2011 Monday Parker


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Added on March 15, 2011
Last Updated on March 15, 2011

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Monday Parker
Monday Parker

Sacramento, CA



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