paucity and plethora, tenderfoot and shame


While seeing your reflection is not always faulty,
Losing the sight of others, leads to civilized destruction.
Power lusts.

Picking poesy’s love
for my momma.
I suppose i ought,
on account she suffered
through me,
the runt of the litter.

After years of silence,
she buttoned me up
and sent me forth,
stark naked into the world.

Everyone saw the folly,
of letting the runt out to the wolves,
except for momma,
who turned the other cheek.

7 thoughts on “paucity and plethora, tenderfoot and shame

    1. So it made sense to you? Thank you for the comments as always. Helps me think more clearly, being so close to my writing. Best to give our words wings in hopes they return with a message to us as well. Have a lovely day!

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