Bad Actors

So there he was
That three-plus decades-old ghost of a love-of-my-life
Did we frolic and promise
I can’t say
Because suddenly, there he wasn’t

Did I wail, unrelenting
Did I bargain
You’re proof of said sale

Virtual man
Band-aid boy
Slapped against my heart, for I wanted healing quick

I let you
Cut me lengthwise with such narcissistic tongue

With this new heartbreak, find me
Not wailing
Not bargaining

Just reflecting
Lesson learned, this
Motherfuckers like you come and go in waves if I let you

Grown woman, now
I heal good, so no next time

Dime a dozen, you, spy boy, and I’ve put away my pocketbook

So Solo

Laboring
Carrying
Their nonsensical shit you allowed on your shoulders

No amount of shouting wills it to flee
There is snow now falling atop it, too

Think
What to do

Do this, Lisa, and do not delay

Kiss him goodbye in silence
Without remorse

For he won’t know you’ve slipped away, anyway

Go on girl, in gratitude
To solitude again

Aura Again

Swim away back

Into the deep, deep color of you

Wear your aura again

Be breathing

Envisioning

Let loose the back muscles that constrain you

Go deeper to come higher

Think cinematographically all along

Your spirit animal and apex instinct

Cameras rolling, claim it

Higher Self

Ask about my windows, World!
Inquire of my peace
Be vulnerable and take my hand
Let “what if” worries cease

If this seems manic to your mind
Then see me with your soul
I’ll take you to dimension five
Your ego slave to Whole