- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Watched and Reported
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So there's this. Again at the crossroads with nothing to lose. Like floating above a blue two story, far and away. Do I have to lose everything? The people I thought were friends, the car, the not so oblivious therapist, the boy I thought was my perfect forever other cloaked in green? For me it seems, ten years have passed. It has only been three months, silly. Three years for this and three months for that. I feel watched and reported instead of free. I want to be a trucker with an English degree. But trucks bring back bad memories. The one who dumped his wallet out as an apology. I have a daughter your age. Please don't tell. The other who gave me chew and offered weed. I was not smoking at the time. Does yo momma know you out here girl? The answer still shames me.
