Me, Undone

I age, wrinkle and collect experience in the strands of my hair.  It is the knowing that brings me comfort these days.   There will always be someone willing to tell you who are, if you let them.  Swallowing true intentions slow... like vermouth. The wolf quiets truth with small suggestions and a smile. I was naked, offered a scarf, and pair of gloves. Given a new name, scrubbed clean with hair fastened into a tight bun in exchange  for my voice. When they tell you that there is something to learn from everyone. Don’t believe them. This is how the lonely and the loveless enter. Young girl, Careful  of  snakes  in  the  grass. See with your own eyes. Trust the quiet exhale of your lungs. You. Are. Powerful. 

the mouth is an overflow of the heart. and your large orbs. they are both mirrors and wells. the measure of what you think is threaded across your neck. when u close your eyes, i know that it is to avoid the meeting of mine. i saw your dreams walking down your thighs last night.