not ever having been loved
enough, soothing oiled
condolences over cracks deep in
my skin from things that never
happened years ago i
am chained to insecurity like a leashed wolf,
putting up storefronts every day for the patina
of seeing the thing through, the morsel
of salt and stardust i
pinch myself with
on the days i can get up
and look in the mirror.
portrait in monochrome
4 thoughts on “portrait in monochrome”
Another one worth waiting for….Nice!
wow, your words are so sad. thank you for sharing.
I do apologize for commenting again and shall not make it a habit. With that being offered, I must tell you that this piece really moved me. Perhaps it twas the pensive aura.
please, don’t apologize for commenting! im always happy to get feedback, positive or negative, to hear what works and what doesn’t. glad this struck a chord.
thanks for dropping by; you’re welcome back any time. 🙂