Proper PlanningA Story by The Things She NotedNot sure if this is a story or poem - u decide!!This is good this is you moving forward Hop 4 spots Take my get out of jail free card You’ll need it
This is good You’re coasting along You always wanted to drive down the pacific I said car rides made me sick And I left you to yourself This is good You want more than I can give I had my hands full before we met All your needs were too heavy to hold This is good You love her And I love you Did you ever love me? Because I couldn’t This is good A ring on her finger Waiting for a ring from you Just want to hear you’re doing well That she may be well too This is good I saw the photos on Facebook Clicked until my finger numbed Perry winkle lacing Tasteless Didn’t give yourself enough time to cleanse your pallet This is good She’s expecting Like I’ve been expecting a message Those three dots They come and they go like seasons I guess I’m in my winter This is good Your baby born I wore my white pearls for the occasion At 3:53 AM Let me see what her Mercury sign is This is good Baby’s first birthday Dressed her in yellow Gender neutral You spent days painting our nursery pink This is good Another child on the way Her belly sticks out a little more this time Plump and quite pudgy I’m doing Pilates four times a week This is good A detailed Facebook post Viewed on a false account Lilith Our baby’s name She said she lost the baby Devastated Now this is good I felt sad for you In the morning hours I cried on my deck Not for your wife Or the child you won’t be feeding But for us And the child that laid still in my arms Blue So small Never seen anything so small But I feel small now This is still good A chance for me to apologize To sing my sorrows in your vulnerable ears Remind you of the woman you used to love Who held your heart within my belly This is good The three dots appear I bite my fingers until I draw blood Save it in a jar Type type type This is good You always struggled to find the words to say Remember when I wrote your thank you cards for your birthday You know I’ll understand I’ll be a safe place to crawl back to This is good Looking for a send Waiting for a ping And the vibration of your words against my skin This is good Your wife sits in her stretched yoga pants She’s getting older The weight will be harder to lose Replying to her comments Love and appreciation This is good She needs to keep people in her bubble You always wanted to pop ours Every little secret we held rested easy on our tongues I didn’t tell anyone I was expecting No one to cry to when expectation turned melancholic Just me in your arms This is good She won’t seek your touch She doesn’t need your sweet hums She needs attention So she searches her search bar and clacks the key board This is good I know that the clicking of words you’ll only hear when they appear on your screen Will send you into a furry Your anger will cause overreaction That’s when I liked you best Dangerous games We never let anyone play with us This is good Those three dots Will turn to words and those words will turn to touch Soon we’ll be as close as two people can be I’ll keep you warm She probably opens the windows even when the night is chilled So very good You reply As I knew you would Coffee I stopped drinking caffeine but I don’t tell you that You’ll be reminded of who I was and what I am now That what I drink won’t matter Tunnel vision This is so good The tea I clutch in my rash hands Waiting for you to arrive Small coffee. Black. Waiting for you Waiting for us This is good She walks through the door Yoga pants cling to her hips I see all the dips and crevices on her thighs All the places you’ve put your touch This is bad She’s angry As red as the nail polish on her fingers Tasteless Please cleanse your palate, love Oh so bad Small coffee. Black. Soaked through the sheer of my blouse It smells like you Strong. Dominant. Bad She tells me you’re not coming That you never saw my message She shakes my fall into winter I sit cold Steaming from your drink This is bad She screams for me to leave her husband alone All eyes on me No secrets left to keep She couldn’t keep them on her tongue Used to an audience now She looks to please This is bad She screams at me for cruelty I’m not cruel You know that Opportunistic but not cruel I get up slowly I can please the crowd as well Out preform her This is getting better For my last act Before the velvet red curtains swung shut on our past love I look her deep into the brown of her eyes Such an awful colour So sad that’s what you must gaze into now And I tell her I’m sorry About the baby This is good Tell her I understand We’ve been there Me and you I tell her how you’ll grieve What you will need What you won’t want I make her feel inadequate As a lover As a mother This is really good Make her feel like she’s doesn’t know you at all Because she doesn’t I walk into the cool of the day Curtains hanging behind me I walk to my car Classic mustang You loved it This is great Her pudgy face watching me step into myself Sees she can not have my sorrows Sympathy Fear This is great She can’t have you She can’t have your child The doll twisted with brown buttoned eyes Sleeps next to me Straw hair Just like your wife Near perfect resemblance I pull the pins from her stuffed belly And toss her in the backseat This is better than I could imagine The doll that looks like you rests beside Lilith’s Safe with me Let’s go for a car ride No longer feeling sick Free Just you me and our baby This is good This is perfect © 2021 The Things She Noted |
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