Body Of Bad Decisions
Tires settle around me
all the wasteful instant gratifications pile up
The gravity of lovers not had
sag my breasts on to the shelf of my middling life
My feet are swollen with paths not trod
my arms are flabby with trials not lifted
thighs burbled with loneliness
fingers stiff with words not committed
My brain
Oh my brain is soft with ignored learning
Stagnant decades an atrium of actions never pledged
Puckered skin a gallery of regrets never painted
Each wrinkle a symphony of sins never performed
I carry with me always
a body of bad decisions
which will never drop me
Tressa Lee Breen
October 22, 2013
October 22, 2013
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