Sporting crisply pressed regrets
and tight-assed judgments,
the past happened upon me,
caught me mid-mediocracy,
eye-balled me with a sneer,
and then strolled on by as if
I wasn’t even worth a ‘hello’.

Wait a minute, I cried out
trying to pull myself together,
noting too late, my lack of
grooming, how unfairly
I’d been caught off guard –
Wait!  I’ve been wanting
to tell you…I mean… I was
just too young…

All in vain, he’d vanished,
left me gaping and rattled –
damned he looked good –
foolishly pining after
righteousness, imagining
the past as something
tangible, curable….

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

16 thoughts on “Unfair

  1. The mind loves to trick us – perhaps because we love to trick ourselves …. and no one enjoys standing up and owning their own “foolishness” – (shame, guilt, innocence etc.) … and yet, even in that breath-taking moment, the “Surprise – Gotcha” (again) we still clamor *as if* we must Prove something …. yet, let the illusions fall and shatter … no proof was/is ever needed; we’re all human, – fallible, foolish, light-dark hearted, in moments, by turns and seasons – and the lesson is learning to let it all —- go!

    I really like how you grab our attention right off V.J. – that is a killer first line …. crisp for the bite … and then we just keep on chewing ….
    and the fact is, you’ve captured all the tumult of the feelings, the mixed, crushing emotions here, which makes this both pleasure and pain to read …. (LOL, sure, it sounds weird – but an edgy-worded poem offers that) … 🙂

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      1. LOL@pleasure and pain — one can’t have one without the other, and writing, like life, isn’t exempt! But then, I suspect, it’s what we choose to make of it all, with it, anyhow, that counts, in the end. 🙂

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