My Memorial Day Poem #lorijeanfinnila #newpoem
Bitch, bitch in a lonely place You laugh at me I can hear you from afar You did win though Chased me away Now I walk looking for another place I see men tilt when they walk Dented cars Music I'm unfamiliar and uncomfortable woth Let's see how far I go I see a man with all his belongings Including his trash can It's small, silver And probably fits everything he wants Another woman sways by Perhaps to get attention She did She got mine Many people tilt in this direction I'll turn around How far should I go on my own Perhaps to the school Where I always run Where I know there’s safety And familiarity. (That’s when I stopped because I saw the roses.)