That doesn't bode well for change*

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Once upon a time I wanted to be a dancer, a ballerina actually, slender, sleek, graceful, poised, I would lift my leg and bend my knees and raise my arms and spin.

 

Once upon a time I wanted to be a dreamer, felt reassured that I could never run out of passions to follow, find world peace, win Nobel Prize, cure anger

 

Once upon a time I wanted to be a woman, felt so excited that one day I could birth life, wear high heeled shoes, know all the answers to all my questions, find love

 

Once upon a time I wanted to be your girlfriend, valued and desired, respected as an equal, I would sit in the room and watch you speak and hold back the kisses screaming from my lips.

 

Once upon a time I wanted things, held desires, felt feelings like an awkward burning sensation between my breasts; once upon a time I called that love

 

Now I call it heart burn

 

Turns out there’s a cure for that, just so happens it taste like ass

 

Once upon time I wanted to be a dancer, ballerina actually, I would lift my leg, bend my knees, raise my arms and spin

 

Once upon a time I bounced back when I landed on my ass

 

Now I just roll over

 

Turns out there’s a cure for that, just so happens it tastes like love



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Spinoza's picture

Turns out there’s a cure for

Turns out there’s a cure for that, just so happens it taste like ass

Turns out there’s a cure for that, just so happens it tastes like love

 

Ass & Love – yeah sure, I can see the similarities. This one made me laugh. And I like to laugh.

running_with_rabbits's picture

LOL

I like to laugh to!

thankls for the read


Much Love

Ashley

allets's picture

I call it heartburn?

Wondrously said, perfectly placed line. Enjoyed enormously.



~(:D)-

 

running_with_rabbits's picture

really?

I kind of hate this poem


Much Love

Ashley