We are great friends, Shauna and I.
She is fun to talk to until the last five minutes.
The last five minutes of every conversation
is always about Kennil, her brother.
Kennil is sick, a psychopath, a terror.
He tried to molest her, abuse her.
He killed her baby sister by kicking her mom
In the uterus when he was four.
Kennil, Kennil, Kennil.
She always says “I don’t have to worry
about that piece of …..”
at the end of every conversation.
Yet I can see that she does.
I have figured out a way to get out of
hearing about him. I now ring off
before she can get to him.
Sad she does not see this pattern.
I am utterly forgettable.
I leave nothing behind except dust.
Ask them later they won't have anything to recollect.
I am not enough to leave an imprint on anyone.
I am barely a dent in the day.
Before you close your eyes tonight these words will already be erased from your thoughts.
Never has anyone looked back and smiled because they thought of me in their early years. That's because time has destroyed my place in it.
Nobody will ever look forward and hope I'm part of the future because in those fleeting seconds I've already disappeared.
I was created for no reason. I was born by mistake. I existed to fill empty space and I'll die alone.
As you read this know there are many like me. Utterly forgettable.
Many who are shadows in the midnight and vanish when you open your eyes.
Maybe, just maybe one day I'll look at you and receive a welcoming smile before you pass me over to the person behind me. My mistake. I thought you remembered.
It's easy.
Utterly forgettable.
Shauna Woodbury
This just might be a deal breaker,
But I do sound smarter on paper!
A Rambling Righting Riley (Shauna Riley Morrison)
For Linda-Marie's "Quote Me" Contest
Questions
Like poison injected, coursing through my veins
Like soot inhaled, choking the air I breathe
Questions
Like screaming, deafening in my ears
Like oiled cogs and gears, cranking in my head
Questions
Like thick, enveloping fog, blurring my vision
Like a ravenous cancer, eating and spreading
Questions
Like a metallic taste, needing to be spit out
Like flooding my dreams, stealing my sleep
Questions
All consuming power, sealed behind ruby lips
Sown tightly shut, with needle and thread
Shauna Riley 1-21-11
1.
I have invited Shauna Allebach to a date to my table to drink wine,
She picks my flagon of rare ales and pours herself a glassful of wine,
Sweet lips hanging from her wine's glass's tip ,I'm so confined,
I see her creativity in a new design,
To my thoughts i resign,
Seeing intelligence in display on her every storyline,
"For iron sharpeneth iron" a true sign,
So true as "Saxon" eating swine;
2.
My arms akimbo,
My salient mind in limbo,
Anthony Edmond John picks up his quail, ink and this page,not a stumble;
Two sheets have I crumbled,
Still piecing together words to qualify M.Shauna Allebach,
For its for this genius i organise this praise rumble,
Our minds entwined making me humble,
My hands on this page see them fumble;
3.
I see you at the top no wonder,
Never let naive minds put your creativity asunder,
Nor let negative souls your inner you they plunder,
I give it up you! let the world feel your creative touch as a peel of thunder,
My darling, never forget Man with his blunders,
Be focused never look yonder,
Remember your pact as a literary saint,
In shades of gold do I adorn and bejewel you,
My crowned POETIC QUEEN.
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