I never set my dinner tablenestled within a small kitchen rather I omit it from the routinesitting upon the floorin a carpeted living room taking in breakfastlunch dinerand the snacks between because formal I am not. I use a forkand a spoonthe size dependent upon how much I want to shovelin at onceand lobster isn’tContinue reading “Your body floats within space.”
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A finder of myself.
They speakI listen in partsother partsI think up myself choosing their wordsthe ones I enter within memory because a listener I am not. An interpreter I am a finder of myself I strive to be. Thanks for reading. -Temperamentally Tina
Under the ice.
The cold leaks in invading the skinstraight to the boneit’s freezingand the toes are icing overas the body shiversand the goosebumps inhabitand growas the coldbecomes colderand the entirety of self freezesand as another approachescenturies laterfinding a perfectly kept bodyunder the icethey begin to chiseland break it apartopening the cranium and reviving what once was. ThanksContinue reading “Under the ice.”
Covered by lipstick.
Balls of emotionramped up and waitinga sophisticated thoughtand it unravels quicklystained by the residue of ill soaked lips covered by lipstick to hide their natural pinkish hue because naturalis a feared weaponin the game of economics. Tonight I asked my husband to throw out a word in which I’d incorporate into a poem. He choseContinue reading “Covered by lipstick.”
As I open the door.
I notice shades of skinthe tintsand the different hues I notice disabilities and if you had a third eyein the middle of your forehead I would noticeI would see thatand I notice weighthow much fatty tissueis accumulating upon each bodywalking past meand I see those differences and I notice if that person has a deepContinue reading “As I open the door.”
Handfuls of sweets.
My brain devoursthe daily gossip like handfuls of candies and sweetsand the neurotic receptors twist them aboutlike stomach churning filled of gunk made up of others despair and the laughter that surfaces strikes me down when the rational partsregain control asking “Why are you so petty?”and I bow down to that part of myself shakingContinue reading “Handfuls of sweets.”
My heart can’t adjust to the demands.
“I need this…now!“The words always loudereach time they hit my earsand I’m tiredand my patience is dying with every thoughtand each step takento keep up with demandsand every wordthat slips from megrows crabbierand less relaxedbecause my minds overfilled and my heart can’t adjustto the demandsmy hearts the size of my fistswhich isn’t that largeand somehowContinue reading “My heart can’t adjust to the demands.”
The lights they change.
The lights they change,they flicker,they go out.The stop signs come outand I wait.Looking to my left,my right.I’ve never been the type to command always hesitant and still I am. More just piles on,I pick from the pile a task and another and all the lightsthey flicker. I think if they go out will the tasksContinue reading “The lights they change.”
Picking the quills out.
Open..please I need to tare a few thoughts outwriting them out isn’t working it’s leaving me with a sense of defeat as I’m trappedwithin the constant pressure of never succeeding as I read them and I feel defeated always defeatedalways knowing others have more wordsa larger vocabulary I do notbecause I’m arrogant and I hateContinue reading “Picking the quills out.”
Jolly
Jolly was rather astounded when the others knew it was Jollyand not just another zebragrazing in the grassas they all had black skin covered in white stripes.Sure the patterns were different and the stripes thinneror thicker in consistencyyet Jolly couldn’t tell itself apart from the rest.To Jolly all the other zebras looked the same andContinue reading “Jolly”
Temperamentally Tina 