The chair

[creativesoul]

Brown velvet
With an ottoman
Remnants from inherited cash

Once the empire crumbles
It is never clear why certain objects
Survive the deluge of emotional
Lessons
Fuck me running
At any rate: the chair is the only thing in the living room
Most of the chairs are in the backyard
I get claustrophobic
Let me out
I gotta breathe
Tugging on my own chain
Forward : faster- better more-
The second hand groovy purple and white striped
Goofy bellbottom sweat pants
The things I wear astonish even me
The expanding woman says “ no to ice cream ”
Goes to a job fair and eats a cookie
Fuck
I love to cook- I know I love to clean
Why in God’s name did I get the allele gene
D 2 receptor works overtime- Tina turner is in charge
Of my vagina - : nut bush city limits
Yeah well I learned that your cervix migrates
Ten years - no action
I get it- cob webs entwining the heart and the clitoris
Ending enslavement to passion to lust to fucking poetry of the body soul and mind
Well fuck
That chair has seen how I retreated to it when I was hurt
By the bad husband number 4
So over it with
She is a whore
Woman and forbidden fruit
Ye
Temptation
G
Just fuck off
Both men and women
And all that are in between
I sing “ imagine” John Lennon in the beauty of the desert
E
Where are the other bitches?
Are they dead? Married? No longer writing?
Tell me Hilary Clinton is not the next president
I
The chair consults the star nation
A white buffalo was born
That is what time it is
Get out and move
It v
Can get better than this
Compassion
Kindness
The chair let’s me listen to that river inside
Even when I have nothing to hide
Please
If you came to tell me a story
We live in California: let’s go outside
It would be like smoke if you could see the wild hands moving
The swirling words and emotions
Intensity is for the trees to handle
That is my chair

[saw]

tantalizingly wild ride
down the streets of life
get the fuck out the way
I gotta get to that chair

[sasha]

white water kayaking on a stream of consciousness
I've tried my hand at this
but could never make it work
I wish I could

[creativesoul]

I have ridden the rapids in a rubber boat
With people that did not know much about
Living with nature
For me: the chair responds to every whimper
Every gasp st pleasure
Returning to the agent of change
Humbled again
The chair never judges me
Just listens and holds me

[creativesoul]

Thank you for the reads my friend ms

[creativesoul]

Maybe ; it is time to give it Way
It’s streak of my favorite blue
On the ottoman
I have abandoned that chair
In favor of
an orange chair