Monday, October 27, 2014

was were am


I WAS THE GIRL 
chosen last because I was skinny & my knee socks didn't stay up
I was the girl who thought she could change the molecular pattern of 
objects and create snow 
.... or an apple
I was the girl who understand when ken & barbie started sleeping together, 
It was time to pack up the toys & turn up Led Zeppelin
I was the girl who knew every homeless animals name in the whole wide world
and if I thought hard enough, could keep them safe & warm
I was the girl who danced on her bed while singing Hey Jude & Henry the 8th I am I am ...
I was the girl who learned about music, weed & how to dance from the best neighbor boy in the world . He was 3 years older, gay, handsome & funny. He took me to his senior prom. 
He died of AIDS.
I was the girl who had a golden ticket to Camelot & a green Pontiac convertible
I was the girl sitting alone at the river knowing answers pooled there along the 
sandbars & reeds and if I thought hard enough - prayed hard enough, 
I would hear those answers and I could then fix things 
I was the girl who discovered James Taylor, 
Jack Daniels & orgasm in the same evening - while babysitting 
I was the girl who followed meadowlarks down rabbit holes 
I was the girl who married to escape only to be bushwhacked by the karma bus
I was the girl who found Wonderland under your hands 
I was broken girl; weary & afraid, missing pieces of bone & heart 
only to discover I had them all along
bound to my soul with a ribbon of goldenrod & blue sky 
I am that girl . . . 
And now I don't wear knee socks (or underwear)
I still believe if i think fiercely enough, I can shield animals from harm while changing 
Apples into Snow 
I am a mere 2 degrees away from knowing Robert Plant
So I sing Led Zeppelin with abandon from beds, bars & cars
I have always lived in Camelot 
and 
I have folded my golden ticket into a tiny origami sparrow
and
placed it inside a wee blue bottle on a thin silver thread
Marriage is ethereal &  a good escape plan. 
All the best stories have an escape plan.
I have been to Wonderland, and some of my best missing pieces are still there ...
Every answer to any question can be found in a JT song, a Beatle's song, or a river's song 
Karma bus - well , shit happens. 
Live like you are dying even when you are weary & afraid . 
I have stopped fixing things. 
And strangely, things fix. 
I am the broke-open-whole girl 
and 
I am goldenrod-blue-ribboned-sky &  a meadowlark's song


1 comment:

  1. Wow! "I have been to Wonderland and some of my best missing pieces are still there" ....brilliant!

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