“Within and Without”

Everyone
is looking at me.

I almost wonder
what they see.

A servant girl
who would contort and bow.

And the someone different
who stands before them now.

Straight line bent into a corner
sharp and tight.

A golden ray
transformed into the night.

How much
do they know?

Will they miss me
when I go?

I can’t help
but smile.

Sweetness hiding
something vile.

Now I can match
each and every stare.

Because finally
I don’t care.

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“Running”

It’s just
you
and me.

Concrete slapping,
and my heels
hard tapping.

Sun blazing,
and the heat
unwavering.

Chest heaving,
and the thoughts
all leaving.

When I run,
I don’t do it
for fun.

Emotions messy,
and my nerves
testy.

Mother Nature,
the only opponent
to match my wager.

It’s just
her
against me.

And for now
the winner,
yet to be.

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“Still”

There is a robin
at the window.

The minutes
are slow.
Too many
places to go.

There is rain
on the ledge.

Soft, gentle
drops tap.
Causing energy
to sap.

There is a girl
sitting down.

Legs held down
like lead.
Tummy aching
and unfed.

Exhaustion
is watching her.

Living
is hard.
Visible candor
without a guard.

She doesn’t
move.

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