sing la la la

sing la la la                          August 7, 2016
why don’t you
put your hands on your ears
and stick out your tongue
and sing
–              la la la
–              la la la

it would be more honorable
than the ashamed arrogance
that makes you too good
for a simple apology

you don’t know
how i long to go
–no–to run–
to you
but i am a woman of honor
who would rather wait
long alone
than live with the curse
of foolish haste
and a man
with no honor

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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