untitled
everyday the lord gives me a new test,
and everyday i take the deepest breath i can manage,
point my red face up towards the sky,
and scream back to give me a fucking break.
let god hear this over and over and over again.
let him know that i am shameless.
that i will continue to roll up my sleeves
and reach down my throat into my own gut
to scrape more and more poison from it.
let god talk at the water cooler about the way my voice cracked,
tell em that my mascara ran,
that i tripped on my way out the back door
to scream at you again.
let them know that i am fucking shameless.
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This on grabbed me at second stanza, and then god at the water cooler clinched it. Good one.
You’ve captured the power of words shamelessly loosed on dear reader…brava!