collection of private journals -packed away 1/9/2018
journal pages ripped straight from time
time severs the mind
cheap wholesale thoughts -sold to highest bidder
reminders we are products of hard work and perseverance.
who sells the answers cheaper?
i scanned the pages with a qr reader
as if written in hieroglyphics
and everything came back blank
empty promises made to myself
to do this and to do that
a book of Eden
pleasure where the world is lost to me.
then i see it
a post dated May 28, 2001
its been a long time since i wrote
back then i’m planning my garden
dirty seeds -buried
exist in the laundry room
watered and well lit
all hope lost to time
with your splintered soul lying in same dirt
waiting to be watered
seasonal drought takes hold
everyone is missing from your life
and if you were a prophetess you would have heeded the words heard
but you kept moving
knowing nothing attacks the target -flying
and your missed shots left scars
miles long, long gone -no time for healing.