Momentarily displaced –
a stranger, settled into
someone else’s comfort –
cumbersome in my own skin,
flirting with depression –
needy, not in control
attempt a facade, but
bored with connections –
dominance creeping,
sleeping, I reject warmth
Iced over.
bored with connections – yes it can get so overwhelming
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Sometimes we find ourselves spending time with those who might not otherwise choose to, instead of the ones we want to.
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fate does bring people together for certain reasons V.J. I wish I could choose too but events turn out otherwise.
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This strikes right at the heart of “downers” – a familiar feeling I’d never thought of as “iced over”, but that fits so well. And your image clearly conveys the blues!
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Thanks Jazz. Working through old dream images. This came up.
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I like the way this poem is arranged. Great last line!
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Thank you.
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Pleasure.
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