Repeat

Guitar shed

my tears

there’s none

left here

 

Ferris wheel 

love not 

enough, goes 

down 

 

 

Fool for you

Writing a poem

about the blues

questioning truth

 

What do I feel?

Rainbow of emotions

grenades at

each end

 

Trying to follow

a bread crumb

trail back

to clarity

 

 

Hoping to find

my sanity.

erase you

from memory

 

Rupture

Sad stories

she writes

repeats

 

Tragic histories

reek

they repeat

 

People do

wrong then

sweep

 

 

Dysfunction dust

leaves a

strong musk

 

 

Stories weave

she writes

repeats

 

 

Emerging bruises

children run to

local park

 

 

Scared blinded

by the

dark

 

Sad stories

she heard

Mother told

 

Broken arm

pigeon lost

in streets

 

 

Touched in

places not

seen or heard

 

 

Speaking now

she doesn’t

just write

 

Breaking the habit

of keeping

stories sealed tight.