Member Rara Avis
By the Seaside
I won't assume, or point my finger
nor will I explain myself or offer information
that doesn't concern you.
I've no desire to ease drop on a party line,
or contribute my two cents
that bears no significance.
He said, she said, oh brother;
time to take a stand,
it's a big bad world out there,
deal with it.
I have no walls to come tumbling down,
I burned my bridges a long time ago
and made the same mistake twice.
I'm human, if that makes you feel better.
But I'm not about to plug the empty holes in your poetry,
I've got my own binder and beliefs on the subject.
It's true, I keep notes,
here's a little something for you.
For the first time in my life
I don't have to answer to anyone
and I won't pass judgment or be questioned,
then wrongly accused
assuming I'm guilty of a virtual crime.
By all means I live my life
private enough, to suit my needs
a prisoner in my own mind
by choice, perhaps.
But a part of me dies every time,
when you break my heart down to size.
Locking up all of my tears.