The Time Capsule Era

We all know them. Those who just can't. Lead them to water, can't drink. Give them a fishing rod, can't bait the hook. Give them a job, can't do the work. The frustrations are limitless with the can't. It's not can't, rather won't. The will not try. If you're given the answers to the test on a daily basis, why not retain knowledge and apply it? If you're in you're own way, I can certainly say, you're in mine as well and I will push you aside.  I've been told more times than I can possibly count 'figure it out'. I do. And this is where I am set on survival and thriving. There is always a plan. Clueless Silly girl, Always mouth open Ears closed The perception is You’re a gaslighter Play that victim card In a hand you’ve dealt to yourself Silly girl, You’re not naive Master of MAN-ipulation Decisively lazy in those  calculated moves Shuffle the deck Wear that poker-face well Silly girl, Lacking in your ability to attempt To live ...

At times, you just have to shut everyone out. When people only seem to want to need you at their convenience, fuck off is just *chefs kiss* needed.  This isn't an oldie, a recent piece. A collection of several thoughts that were brewing and fell together, just so.  I shared this publicly last weekend, and the feedback was positive. I enjoy all feedback.  -Read it backwards, it tracks with a different feel.  -Certain lines could be song titles (Alanis Morrisette, you'll get the shout out if and when I publish that first book of Palindromic Poems). Respectfully You're everywhere in fragments        like pollen on the wind Shallow as vague and I'm left receptive  to this ambiguity, I exude vulnerability - only to be left  exposed and wounded - scars opened again A self-labeled, self-inflicted pretty faced fool    ... too many times over... This time, through my own faults t'is final. Alas, I'm not a moment of your day no second to...