Tiny white Keds
skipping down the aisles of Piggly Wiggly
one half size
too big leaving room to grow
Yellow gingham
fabric dancing above knees in flight
shrieks of glee
when she spies Frenchie mid aisle
His apron blood-stained
bear-like arms and stance open wide
her hands never quite
touch as she hugs with all her might
Memories of
the Piggly Wiggly
You damaged me
in so many ways
on so many levels
I am incapable
of lowering my
guard and loving
again…
Filleted in public
by the words of a madman
curious bystanders
watched in silence
No aid came
to her defense as
he laid her wide open
Drowning in quiet
suffering she fled
to a circle of trust
Seeking support
and healing only to be
attacked by her own
Again laid open
the silence of those
she called friends
crushed what was left
of her torn spirit.
She seeks forgiveness.
Not for you
who damaged her in ways unseen.
Calling on karma.
To act
in ways she sees fit.
Knowing your choice.
To live obliviously
beyond the torment left behind.
Forgiveness, of self.
Permitting a way
for her to finally move forward.
When you give your heart away
you risk getting it back, broken
with pieces forever gone…
The coldness
of his heart
is only surpassed
by the utter
absence of authenticity…
You taught me
that promises are just words.
Strung out
creating pretty pictures.
Leaving me
standing on false footing.
Lessons learned
so well I believe no one.
“You don’t need a man in your life Liz. You need a champion.” -Eat Pray Love
Where is my champion?
Her life idles on crazy
in a way that keeps life interesting
and out of the ruts.
Taking turns barely
hanging onto the edges and
hugging the lines.
Skidding to stops
catching her breath in flight
to swirling destinations.
Observant and cautious
taking in all that surrounds her
idling on crazy.
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