1.23.16
FORTUNA
last straw
i’ve taxed the last of my coins
thrown in a well
and hit rock bottom
there’s no water here
no river flowing for my stream
simply
disappointment
i’ve come open chest and artery flowing
revealed the child pose behind the
downward dog
perhaps the lesson in this
is to learn your own value
learn
when to walk away.
now:
leave the sick to the illness
my place is elsewhere.
im done
fighting for affections that have never compromised in my direction.

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