Leaning From Attraction To Fool's Gold

leaning from attraction, attraction to fool’s gold that glittered oh so sweetly to the naked eye how it pranced, alluring you felt it long deserved yes, worshipping the handsome that prayed ever to be slightly so as he waited in the womb to one day consummate false hopes. me left leaning to the cane ridden side of gradual deprogramming, separation memories fond with constant grunting emerging from a deserted spirit kissing the wine, escaping heartbreaks daily dose. a sigh is insufficient for priceless embodiments did not deliver what they promised fool's gold finds foolish female leaning on Jesus, friends, wine walls, elbows, cigarettes, therapists, pills, cell phones prayers, yet "Leaning not on my own understanding" 7/20/2022 Inspired By Robert Frost’s Nothing Gold Can Stay Poetry Contest Sponsored by: JCB Brul 02/21/23