Rubies - a warning by SheSaidLetItRain, literature
Literature
Rubies - a warning
In the future,
I will make more tea,
entertain more guests,
and fix the typewriter.
It gets stuck on the unimportant characters,
like “A”s.
I will send more letters
and write revealing
exposés to people I have never met.
Strangers in a 3 AM Walgreen’s will know
all my secrets,
my dramas,
and my dreams.
They’ll know the names of all
my cats and not cats.
I will finish my novel somewhere ordinary –
or maybe I will fall in love with Peru
and become a hermit.
One day, I will like the taste of wine.
I will live out of a knapsack and travel
one foot at a time
across borders like French and Spanish coasts,
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My mind is weary.
I am missing my precious wings -
I tore off an arm -
my feathers to fly,
and now they lay bloody at my feet
because I thought I could outsmart a god.
I am dying,
slowly, because I swallowed too much water
while drowning in the tub again.
And I wish I could swallow swords instead
because I would be akin to the circus of my mind.
A dancer,
circling time
and nothing else but time.
A magician trying to read the same
ten thousands lines
and choking on the words.
He can't cast a spell or
change water into wine.
Seven doves fly from his sleeve -
more free than I.
But it doesn't matter at all to me,
for I am The Hermit
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