What She Means to Confess

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Her way to stay sane.

Her way to become mad.

Her way to inspire.

Her way to remove the plain.estranged 1

She is the seductive curve posing in a devil’s empowering dress.

The manners of a full-lipped villain.

When she dips on bent knee, to confess.

Whilst dangling on the threads of word.

She brushes my skin.

With contemplation’s I had never heard.

 

Here and there…

no relief from indifference among the solitary prison besetting a mind.

I cannot leave.

Nor, do I want to.

I am suited

by leaving the outside world behind.

 

 

 

yellow wallpaper
As for mother Eve – I wasn’t there and can’t deny the story, but I will say this. If she brought evil into the world, the men have had the lion’s share of keeping it going ever since.
may sarton
I feel like an inadequate machine, a machine that breaks down at crucial moments, grinds to a dreadful hault, ‘won’t go,’ or, even worse, explodes in some innocent person’s face

 

 

 

 

joan armatrading love and affection
That’s when the music started
I heard the light switch click
I stumbled on a lost shoe
The fever’s starting
This man was getting hot
I got no strength to make him stop
I guess it’s too late
But I’ll know next time
To mix some water with the wine