Guess who got a new client?
Guess who worked all day and now she’s kind of tired?
Guess who ate a lunchable, one half a cupcake, and two corndogs for dinner?
I am embarrassed to say that yes, it is also me.
My brain is kind of a block of cement right now. Not much going in or out in terms of creativity.
Buttttt, way back on March 15, 2006, my brain was working just fine and I wrote the poem below.
What do you think?
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“I Won’t Be”
I won’t be a fairy tale.
Some times I’ll run away
And write unnecessary lines about love
And possibly about you
For an entire day,
But while you do
Whatever it is you do
While I am gone
Know that my heart never left
And my body is on the way back home.
I won’t be a princess.
Sometimes I throw my drawers on the floor
For a few moments
While I am in the shower
Or until the next day
When I’ll kick them to the other side of the door
But walk by them and think
Of how much I love you.
I won’t always be so nice.
I am fighting an internal and eternal struggle
Against pessimism and while I learn how to win
There will be some days
That I simply cannot explain
But know that no matter what
Or an eye kiss
Or that thing you do when
You lean down at me and squint
Is all the reassurance I need
To win the battle going on inside.