Say What

My daddy said,

“Girl, you’ll catch more flies with sugar than vinegar.”

I took it as gold.

Here I am pushin’ fifty and it’s only now I see.

Flies? My sugar? Hell no.

never ever never

Unless you pray
Unless you wake up every day

Treasured things on your lips
Treasured things vowed then giv’n

There’s power in this
There’s power

Yes

An elegant stretch
May be all my sinew craves
After all’s been said

Weeping. Deep mourning.
Joy. Thrill. Love. All fading now.
What rollercoaster?