Bluebonnet cupcake, where did you lose yourself?
Or was it more a case of failed to find?
I’ve heard your story through a guy who has
some insight, but … we all know how that goes.
About that guy – you know, I hope, that you
helped cement a pattern — woven with
abuse and chains and lies, notthatthere’sanything
wrongwiththat — in his life. And yours. And maybe
mine. You rail at – the world? men, women?
yourself? — afraid, alone, and lashing out.
Who have you sold out, my dear, and shouldn’t
you check your lens? So thanks for the tao, Pooh. Tell me
sometime how you are not a pox on other
women. Or yourself. I will try to hear you.