the art of living

[creativesoul]

she froze
the place
where they were; where he was
was here
where he
became a monster
in that house
i want out of
sell the bitch

she knew by
smell
sometimes when people were
thinking of her
far away
she heard it
like a cell phone

the little girl from the parking lot
is angry
she wanted
a mom
a pal
a best friend

and i failed her
i went and painted
ignored her
her rants and cries
about being a mom

she just has to do it
i need to walk away
leave or stay
hey

this week
i go to a hotel
have accupuncture
and a biopsy
all with in range of
the art museam