BlindA Poem by Tricia O'BrienYoung Recovery
She wants something unobtainable
She seeks imaginary things Countless wishes A handful of short term rentals Nothing lasting Nothing substantial Boxes line her walls Years of baggage Nameless tags She thinks of shared lives She entertains the brief commercials This temporary escape has now expired A momentary lapse transformed into a decade An empty town overpopulated She reaches out to embrace the same unpleasant hollowed vessel that hasn't added a thing Hasn't added a thing but everything she can't stand This something unobtainable stands just feet away from her and just waits Waits and hopes she'll look over, she doesn't She just passes on by Blinded by self
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1 Review Added on May 3, 2013 Last Updated on May 3, 2013 AuthorTricia O'BrienBack in Western MA..., MAAboutTime to update. I've been everywhere but "here" in a year or so. I'm getting back into my groove. More to come for sure more..Writing
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