I'M Just

"I'M JUST..." sitting in this parking lot trying to get lines down into that one great poem, I see everyone's struggle. it seems easiest for me. acceptance is the key to that lock. if the ones that saved you after the ones that destroyed you aren't around, what else can happen that matters? I got back from Los Angeles after having to empty all that will keep me from loving her. the city always heals my wounds. I called the light company and got an installments plan. I'm waiting for payday to eat and just now, I've laid naked on cool sheets. I'm hoping for rain but I'm just hoping. I live my life under these city lights and wonder what the cover of my first book will look like. days are passing and there has yet to be a woman I won't worry about. there has yet to be a woman that needs only me. by 10 a.m. after this graveyard, I'll be awake and naked, waiting for my first book of poetry to arrive. by: Chicano Eddie 9.13.19