Eileen R. Kelly Poet Lyric

The Revolving Door...

she was raised by a psycho father, 
and a co-dependant mother 

a revolving door on her house 
to accommodate all her mothers' 
lovers' 

her mother partied large 
invited all the street strays 

it was here, the little girl knew, 
she wasn't straight 

...rather different, beautifully gay, 

these childhood memories can make 
or break impressionable minds- 

true love discovered, the spirit uncovered, 
the adult in the little girl realised, 

this child grew up wise- 
she knew instinctively- 

"...that having legs like margarine 
was not the thing to be"... 

to the child, sex was filthy, especially 
with strange men... 

so she set out to discover a love devine 
and found it in a beautiful woman... 

the child, forgave her mother, 
the emotional damage that she caused, 

the daughter vowed and declared 
to not repeat, 
her mothers' habits not to use, 
the revolving door- 

to know her mind-she left behind 
all premeditated desire, 
the little girl recalls the day 
she stood outside hells gate, 

if needed she'd use the fire exit- 
this decision made in an instant 
eliminating fate...

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