no work, no play. bedtime at 2 in the afternoon
with that book I wanted to read (even if it's
disappointing) but for the sweetness in
my arms, my birdy, and my lover so close...
there is no room for us now and
this is disturbing. parent, pet, work, life. why the
challenge of leading it, not letting it lead us. i want to close
my eyes, not to escape but to be conscious in
a mindful way. i want to wrap my arms around
my lover and say, how did you ever come to me?
how was this possible? i want to wrap my
arms around my mother and say, I give up. I want to
give her relief, give her a way out.