incline house
this is not a poem
it is a stream of words
from someone once told
“you’ll make a name for yourself”
the fortune cookie didn’t know
it would be taped to a screen
facing the team of one
strained and broken girl
whose moon says
balance, business, love
but sun says
impulse, strength, fight
i am an exhausted
solar eclipse, leaving
crescent shaped shadows
in my path
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I love this. The line “the fortune cookie didn’t know/it would be taped to a screen” is great.
It’s funny you say that! I was writing this last night and when I reread it this morning I almost cut the cookie! Glad I didn’t 🙂
I too love this poem, especially the fortune cookie
im a sucker for suns & moons & shadows, so the last two sections were my fave. we are all walking contradictions, but nothing to fight ourselves over. embrace it (says the gentleman hiding multiple personalities behind every mood)