Sunday

The things that brake us

okay enough, enough of that

now a big breath- a very big breath

and I begin......

Today the the eggs went into one basket
just one- my career- It is what I do good
it is what I worked hard for, it's what took
second place to a basket full of holes

The shop re-opened today and it was good for me
and good to me

I booked a flight- on what I now will call the darkest
day- if I was writing a Russian novel that chapter would have
be called blood pudding and it would only have one line.

life begins..it has too...........but just for a little longer my hands
will be on my ears and I will be saying lalalalalalallallal till every
ugly thing said is erased or better yet forgotten.....

I would like to say so many things- how you and what
and why and who where you talking to? but that is forgiveness
or forgetfulness and something I was told I do not posses....

thank goodness then, right?