Two for Two

Well that’s two for two,
in one day,
before nightfall.

And I feel like all the wind has been sucked out of my sails
sinking my billowing soul to a rest.
Fair weather relationships often end like this.

With the bust of my investments.
What are people worth
on the scale of raw emotions?

Why waste time on pretense
on fucked up friends
on fucked up family?

Would that I could see the future
and hash out the hedonists
from their commitments
and foresee the fractures
so as not to blame myself later
with the familiar phrase,
“I should have known better.”

Because I already do.
I always have.
And again,
for my hope and my optimism,
I am made the fool.

Rung out,
crimped on the line,
drying stiff,
too tight to fit.

Washed out.
Nothing’s as good as the first wear.

Or maybe it never fit to begin with.


About Jessica Lee

Jessica is a twenty-something poet who performs most of her work on stage in Spoken Word. She has found writing therapeutic since she was child, and has pursued it ceaselessly. She enjoys writing even the most fleeting thoughts and dreams as SensicalRavings. Between long retail shifts, she enjoys writing observational pieces (always with a slant) of locally relevant subjects as ALLGainesville. If you appreciate inspiring, coming-of-age suppositions, become a follower. Though it's not always roses, it's raw!

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