Pot Belly

lean in close

closer

let me whisper the secret no one can hear

the one buried deep under

good home training and good girl conditioning

Masked by a lacquer of Christian kindness

Sits my burning secret

Are you ready

Here it comes

I can’t stand people

Wait a minute

Let me explain

I’m a nice person

Holding open doors

writing thank you cards

I recycle

yet

My angry embers are

banked in my heart

I treat others how I want to be treated

Always return my shopping cart to the corral

And when someone else’s misplaced rage

Barrels into me with grace I forgive

knowing I don’t know their story

Knowing that no one knows mine

So

I glow red hot near translucent

Shush this is just between us

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