I take selfies because I am proud,
Of a time, an accomplishment, or a merger.
Those memories we want to hold, yes.
But more that eyeshadow my Anti-dexterous hands let me have
…free of clown face.
The shoes I could manipulate my feet into,
Within 15 minutes
And those mergers
between the self I feel,
And the self I see,
The mergers I was once dying to see
And would have killed for.
I see those more and more now.
They still feel like I am catching magic,
And I still take pictures.
I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty View more posts
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SickyBeat
You are such a good poet, Misty! This is another powerful poem for the one-of-a-kind book of poetry you are creating here. Thank you for posting these. We love your poetic word choices that are original to you and profound as well.
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Thank you!
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