Fluffy's Revenge

Bloated . floating face up in the pool I had failed to cover.
I couldn't face the bloated creature.
Couldn't face the failure.
It was the same with the mouse and the things needing to be fixed.
There are so many things uncovered.
Broken.
I used to be a fixer.
Still am to a certain degree.
But some things cannot be fixed.
Like Fluffy.
He was given a plastic bag and thrown into the trash can
by a compassionate friend.
Perhaps we should have said a few words.
Gave him a dignified burial.
I am sure  the bloated creature is now in some idyllic place
living a resurrected life.
I, on the other hand am still living this life.
Trying to figure out what needs to be covered.
what should be left uncovered.
What needs to be left.
What needs to be held onto.
And knowing that nothing can ever really be held on to.
Everything must be let go of eventually.
Even bloated pool creatures.

Reviews

[Perdition]

Face down silly..and you have not lost a beat. I hate and love you for that. The perfect balance for a Libra in the Fall. BTW..I think my picture is perfect for this poem...like a fool face up in the pool of 25A...

"living a resurrected life."

[Tara]

face down,huh? I wouldn't know...I couldn't even look. lol.

[Perdition]

Well..it was one of the most peaceful scoops I have ever been proudly associated with in all of my humble experiences. Love the way you took it and turned it inward. Took his drift and made it fly. Some things were never meant for the pool but rather destined for the page.

[Ed Hart]

soap flavored zen, i love it

[Tara]

:)