(C) Stephanie R. Josiah 2012
Today a new feeling has slipped up on me.
Something I had forgotten
perhaps trapped between the silly putty
and the toy I wedged it in
I never did get that dang putty out
I digress
a dream I had
a way I wanted to be before this world
ripped that plan out of my hands
and replaced it with a steaming
terd
no rainbows anymore
just feces
and I've been shoveling the
"stuff" this life and "their" butts
or mouths have leaked
ever since
well I say "no more".
I may have to step around it
when you drop it
but I'm not picking it up for you
I remember that little girl
27 years of dreaming
and princes riding in to save the day
they never came, they always left
and they still do
but I
I still have me
and those dreams
I scribbled in putty
everyone else can keep their
shhhhhhhht
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