Twenty: I'm afraid I'm growing oldi.More Like This
Coupons and sales magazines
have become more than just junk mail
and the holes in my pants
seem more patchable
and I wonder just how much
my sparse jewelry would fetch
if I said I saw the face of Jesus
in the glimmer of my pearls.
I am beginning to miss the sea I grew up on
so much that I will read bad poetry
just for the mention of a salty ocean breeze.
I feel landlocked and sometimes I'm afraid
that I will never see the world
until I have retired from it.
Faith says her life is full of asking.
I wish mine were full of answers,
but I too have many questions
and only Time will answer them for me.
My mother just turned sixty
and her eyes when she looks at herself
in pictures from the '70s
makes me realize
that my time, however long,
DEVIAPNT ART DOP COrnwho gives a SINGLE SHIT about whether people make closed species or notMore Like This
people that say "oh well you cant own species" all the time can go PISS IN A GLASS
at the same time, people that preach "i created this its mine and only mine" CAN GO EAT ROCKS
why do people still CARE ABOUT THIS everyone is STUPID