you can’t pretend anymore
on a level shelf is where
your new confidence is stored
becoming a legacy in a new land
like a duke who had it rough
when the king turned his back
or the last hourglass sand
obsessed with what you now love
her pointed teeth on the attack
where is your hold word
even though you weren’t there
I think maybe you were
still heard
my name still echoing with all
the places I spent time
how good it was in this life
that I got everything before the fall
when it was not
as bad a year as it could have been
pick up the line if you have got
the nerve and call
while it still means something
to your life and mine
protect yourself
then the hooks come out
it could be worse
I have a chance
I have a change


About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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