leaning from attraction,
attraction to fool’s gold
that glittered oh so sweetly
to the naked
eye
how it pranced, alluring
you felt it long deserved
yes,
worshipping the handsome
that prayed ever to be slightly so
as he waited in the womb
to one day consummate false hopes.
me left leaning to the cane ridden side
of gradual deprogramming, separation
memories fond with constant
grunting emerging from a deserted spirit
kissing the wine, escaping
heartbreaks daily dose.
a sigh is insufficient
for priceless embodiments
did not deliver what they promised
fool's gold finds foolish female
leaning
on Yeshua, friends, wine walls, elbows,
cigarettes, therapists, pills, cell phones
prayers, yet
"Leaning not on my own understanding"
reborn ~
deprogramming
for
richly
deserved
creative
pampering
AP: 3rd place 2020
I’ve heard people say you are a sentient being
And I’m still deprogramming that Roman Empire nightmare
So tell me Mother Earth how we can begin communication
And in regards to us disillusioned beings, do you even care?
My first instinct is to tell you that I’m sorry
Then I realize that’s my old programming about a judge
My mother would never make me feel I was a mistake
With grace and dignity she would give me time to rise above
With my disconnected delusions, how could I honor you?
And is that what any of this is even about?
With the death of my propaganda which way do I now go?
As an unknowing child I ask, can you help me out?
I can’t believe anything I’ve heard in English these 43 years
So now I’m going over the heads of all authorities
If there’s anyone who wouldn’t lie to me, it’s mother
If I open my heart to you, could you tell me something please?
My precious dog’s recent death and my acknowledgement of her value
Who I love equal to myself with the most tender innocence
This thought now in my head about hierarchies and ridiculous judgments
Perhaps the timing of this lesson is no coincidence?