Eurydice
Yeah, she was kinda dark
Steven said when I told him about it
You could tell,he said, she had it in her
But he wasn't there for knee socks and
Golly gee can't believe you said THAT WORD
out loud
The memory leaving me wondering if
maybe
he meant me.
Though he and I both know
I don't have the stones.
Lazy suicide he accuses
I laugh but silently agree
Maybe,or
Instead of breaking or bending
I pick door number three
refusing to accept
what I cannot change,
singing to any beast who will listen
while plucking my strings
in the light at the edge of the world
But where is she?
Copyright © Renee Lee | Year Posted 2013
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