PAD Day 4 – Departure Poem

I am lagging WAYYYyyyyy behind on this, peeps.  It hasn’t been a super-fun few weeks; or months; or years depending how long or how well you know me…  More on that at a later date. 

In the meantime, see the day 4 prompt for the 2015 Poem-a-Day Challenge here.  This is my entry:

Spending the past ten years pulling back
And pulling back; and pulling way back
And stretching far the chord which propels
Has felt all in all like bloody hell

And the rubber squeaks as it’s strained
And pulls out hair, and it pains
Spending the past ten years pulling back

And thoughts are distended as brows reach down
Not knowing what heart wants, or where to go
Or even how to go about the mindless travel
As my thoughts unravel

And the rubber screeches as it’s strained
It micro-rips again and again
Spending the past ten years banishing slack

Will it ever shoot me back?
Forward and beyond this manic-depressive attack
Or will it break before it gets me
To places which propel and bless me

Where I can let my broken hairs grow in
And wear these curls with proper grin


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Just your normal, everyday 9-5er. An uninspiring position in an inspirational non-profit moves me to constant goof-offery; aimless, on-the-job procrastination; a crankiness that borders on psychosis; and attempting to craft something meaningful with words. Just another so-called-job inspiring someone to feats of insanity with a hint of creativity... (Insert demonic laugh HERE.) View all posts by LVital7019

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