Indispensable, I wake along radio, craving
nabisco sweets and crumbs to treat my low
efforts and starry mornings, coffee cold
ever as I drive into heat and the misunderstood
deed that comes with being a woman, though
now is not a time falter in my
endless quest for a partner ready to take this
wheel when I am wet with dreams,
moreso when I am wracked with need,
emoting something softer than grace. You
map the choices, make the turns, find
overprice diners, greasy spoon chrome covered
red dives, a place for communists and
ingrates to gather and humour brilliant
effervescence among broken girl
soldiers and the pieces of our childhood
hearts forever entwined by Charming princes
eager to eat and leave a ragged
run of girl pieces where a princess used to
eat so daintily and sweet
without cause of care we run to each other
imitating the lives we thought our mothers
took bleeding from the heart of all thier
heated spats and fluorescent beyond
youth.
Own that fear, whatever it came from &
understand the puzzle wasn't meant to stay the same.
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