Gobsmacked, Bamboozled and Confused

Gobsmacked, bamboozled and confused — how to get one day back. Imagine if one day was robbed of all its good and bad? Perhaps a wedding, now she’s a virgin again- he doesn’t remember the present he unwrapped last night. Or a baby sucking its thumb back in the darkest womb - what happened to the light? You remember the terror of jaws chewing off your limb but no one else knows why you won’t go for a swim. Your first “A” lost - they still think you’re a loser though you studied bad. The screaming plays over and over and over again though your parents don’t know why you’re mad. The car you had fixed has a dent and the love you finally won has been lost. Gobsmacked, bamboozled, confused as the day. Judge Judy pounds her hammer, your protest’s overruled. Your afraid to make a move...will it happen again? There’s no one to ask! 10/21/2018 GOBSMACKS, BAMBOOZLES AND CONFUSES ME Poetry Contest Sponsor - Caren Krutsinger