A Little Crazy
I went a little crazy tonight,
a little over the edge.
Reading the natal
chart prepared for me
by an astrologist in Poetry
class and it all rang too true,
the good
and the bad
was hard to take
sitting there so alone
without you
without anyone
I began to cry
but not for your return
or theirs,
another path draws me now
and good
or bad
I'll have to see
it through until the bitter end
or until it no longer matters,
until my mother's
creeping, bulging, bursting
tumors take over the body
the breast I nursed
the cancer I imbibed
my own breast barely saved.
What is our goal? the surgeon
said, and I said
Save the breast
and we did.
Now I'm in college,
at my age can you imagine
and I surely have some reading
to do and this higher
education is almost too much
sometimes but I love
it and hate that
I failed to pay attention
for several months and now
no one moves around in my
space except me and
I must have driven away
everyone and thing
has left me now but
I do enjoy my solitude
though not quite enough sometimes.
Copyright © Emerson Adkins | Year Posted 2012
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