me-ow

owe the night nothing, and let it know.
many types and kinds of energies
and auras have crossed paths with our
motivations tonight, and it seems with me
are awash with the tides of this evenings
social stage. if I get to be the one
who doesn’t feel the anchor, then I
may hope you reel me in sometime before
I lose my place at dawn…
but relying on anyone is
rarely my way; I had hoped for your
concern to remind me that someone
cares, like leaving a light on after dark
when you know someone is coming home…
while we return to the
complicated type discussion that will
persevere, we are like the first nude
pictures that anyone gets taken,
aware but shy, a white room with
far
too
much
light
and
not
enough
smiling
friends…

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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