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.)