In the 18-30 range.

Little contortionist
big gymnast
schooling?
definitely upside down with myself,
almost knowledge bumping heads
yourself jumps
little course
big obstacles.

How did we ever think we would get here?
How did we ever know what we wanted?
Why is this working?
Why doesn't it?

If tired I was at the first jump,
If intimidated you were at the stack,
Now slogging through my paper clumps,
Now three ideas on 80 tracks

never coming home.

Little reader
big idea
career?
certainly dodging unfit personality clothes
almost picking typical threads
someone else.
little fall
big debt.

Under appreciated gangs

Two bandaids
Same finger
Nail polish slowly chipping,
It is a days work and leisure,
Calousing fingertips
Because it makes sound easier.

Sometimes I fix the chips
Sometimes I miss the small triangle shaped scars,
Litteral scars. Proof I was trained
To wield sharp scissors,
That I sacrificed myself in tiny chunks
That customers walk away satisfied.

Occasionally calluses are enhancements
Little buffers between metal anf flesh,
Steadiness and shaking.
Hands are so very tough to work and play
All in one afternoon
And hardly hurt at all.

Little gangs of 5 for tearing, snipping,
Pressing, shaking, building,  molding,
Steering, smearing, thanking, ripping,
Strumming, dropping, picking, tying.

Respect.

30 minute sanctuary

30 minute bright lights blink down at me, irritating my light sensitivity syndrome.
I blame this for the rivers that beg to break.
30 minute four walls where I will be cross-questioned,
so scared,
so afraid,
if I could only turn around and say nothing.
30 minutes of saying whatever comes to mind to save my soul,
30 minutes of lies,
30 minutes of I should have told the truth.

30 minutes of It wasn't my fault.

It wasn't my fault.

It actually wasn't my fault.

The lie,

was that I didn't tell the truth.

For 30 minutes, I felt a little bit better.

Let's not be real, here.

One time I told the truth and as a result,
someone else
picked up my heart and walked off with it as if
they deserved it because as the liar,
they looked better and we all know
looks are all that matter.