"I used to be Snow White, but then I drifted."
-Mae West
I KNOW..... I promised snappy and happy. I give myself a one blog moratorium. Stupid milestones. They can be fucking heavy.
It's a chick thing. The birthday ball hit the same week as October 30th- a whole year since the official clock struck midnight. A WHOLE year. It means nothing and everything. It's just the date of the last date.
The next day I played a Princess
Filled with joy
The clock stopped at midnight
I still had shoes on, so I did not know
Twice he came to me
Wishful strong dreams
I think that wasn't real
Maybe it was the mythical closure dragon
He bites
Realizing the forest I roamed
tumbles to desert and rock
to violent serene below
This place I know
Gathering my metaphorical tail and wits
And shells for my bits
The airwaves brought a song and rhyme
from past circles that lead to this season in time
Salty stinging ouch!
Well, maybe for a second
Okay, a day or two
Fuck!
An honest forever
Stupid Fairy Tales
Water is the place I choose
Will I be a siren to seduce
Or a mermaid who is free?
I'll mind my OWN sea
Swimming out and drifting
The curse is looking back
And seeing he's not there.
The happy ending
(Dang! I never got to finish that)
Is a heart that heals itself.
