Poetic Podcast Episode 32
I’m no longer available
to be your back up plan,
I’m not here to be your white noise;
I’m not here for you to ignore
nor am I EVER a second choice;
I’m no longer your symphony,
the piece you don’t know the words to;
I’m not here to fix what’s broken;
I’m not here to come to your rescue;
You’ve got to save yourself;
I’m no longer your ego stroke,
wearing that running clown make up;
I’m not going to sit and wait
I’m not going to be here when it suits you;
I like my downtime remember? I’m a writer.
To those who just want my company
and nothing more? There are no words-
only the invisible ink on blank pages.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2024
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