tired of twiddling in your pity pool?
worn down from wasting away
in the old used-2-b's?

exasperated from self-execution
and blame for not being able to
change a wrong romance that lost
its spark when you misidentified
the twinge in your heart
as a long gone good old lovin' feeling?

then pick up your wrinkled passion,
press it out with the steam of self-worth,
crease it and fold it like grandma's holiday hankie,
make sure the old teardrops have faded away

then put it in your pocket with a falling star,
pick up your passport to freedom
at the gate where security is determined
by your need to decide for yourself,

forward your address to the gated community
on "Moved On For Better Boulevard"
and discover the YOU that you neglected
for the sake of once vagrant intentions
   
© 2006 cynth'ya lewis reed
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   Sometimes you need a break