I am not concerned with this skin and bone.
the view? character, heart, soul.
the lesser falls away as I embrace my design-
I’m concerned with how to concern myself
Who is the woman you created?
How can I find her? –again
Can she eat cinnamon chip scones
without partial disappointment?
I want time for myself. I heard-
the other day
that a person’s complaints are where
their heart resides. What matters
Time. I want time. I crave time.
Well, yes, actually, it probably is.
I seek straight lines and quiet
baby coo’s and small voices
hot coffee and small talk- meaningful
A writer’s life-
you say? Not me,
this is anything but.
I want gutted-
As painless as possible, please.
Today is a start.
Warm lunch with my son
and little tasks to add “self- reflection”.
Small is the gate
narrow the road-
we travel hand in hand.
baby’s tight grip.