she's reduced what she does
what we do to routine
actions, reactions
equally without color
she's shifted into neutral
out of first and second
third and fourth required
to get anywhere
but she's not equip with these gears
so she's chosen neutral
given up on romantic ambitions
menopause upon her
she's sweating it out
soaking it up with a towel
she refuses to put aside
or put down
it seems she's put aside our affair
after years of not knowing
how to fragrance it with flowers
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
1:26 a.m. 9/07/07
2 Comments:
is this who i think its about...for all i know this so sad but so beautifully written, oh how sad to lose the ability to fragrance something with flowers
Who you tinkin' bout, mafudian? Yes you have met this lady. I have trusted you with what we share only with friends. Many thanks for stopping by and for leaving your fingerprints and footprints.
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