Viable Defiance
we went from
I'm OK, you're OK
you were my pillar
when I was carrying the earth above my shoulders and
my hand was something you could count on
when the lights turn green
then the path turned overly uneven
for those high heels
suddenly
I'm not Ok, you're OK
and you just left me there
to look at that constructed life
from the checkpoint
while my flight became delayed
time always offsets unevenness and
timely those foundations lie overruned
so without any remorse
you dragged me in your mourning-sand and
I'm not ok, you're not OK
washed dishes won't make a person
out of you
just end that culpability sedimentation
on my already deconsecrate shoulders
nothing I said was properly
so words stopped coming out
avoidance became our reality
didn't know how to break that silence
at very end
I was left broken
missing me
uncamouflaged
unprotected
me
raising up glassed tears
I'm building a sculpture
rare animals are most haunted ones, and
every animal bites when felt threatened
I'm Ok, you're not
Copyright © Sanja Cokolic | Year Posted 2016
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