the sun slides down
lays her golden head
on Dodger mountain
i look around the apartment
notice that i don’t have much
just a few books
electronic essentials
some cooking utensils
work files and water color trays
an old nonoperational
Bell and Howell
and i wonder
was it ever
my intention
to live like an old
widowed bitter sailor or
to be a neat little wife
to have douching schedules
and cook kosher Shabbat dinners
and worship at the west side Temple
roll with the punches like ladies do
claw at my chest with dignity
and gasp at the lukewarm horror
that Stanley cheated on Sherryl
while my praised dentist husband
works her very late most nights
or was it ever my intention
to be rich and famous
with lovers of all intersections
and gleefully snort exuberant amounts of blow
while getting handcuffed away to the station
wearing my sexy Nirvana ripped collar t shirt
now stuffed away in my mid week LA night
freckled with hoarse tooting car horns
and blinking half dead street lights
i breathe deeply and smile
wondering what my intentions
will be when i grow up
and painfully emancipate from this
spiritually bereft confusing mess
that squeezes me tight
as she coyly stands
quietly in front of
that old thrift store
Bell and Howell
What do I want to be when I grow up?
Wise.
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Pretty much. Just a compilation of various conversations I’ve had with friends and strangers ; so many of us in the same boat. Thanks for reading friend xo
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Inspired by overhearing a rather self-important 9-year-old on the bus trying to monopolise centre stage. 🙂
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Lol that too! I love kids. Thanks for sharing friend xo
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❤🌹
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Tee hee
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😉
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I think I know the answer to this one.
xo
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Lol good cus I still dont 😬
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Beautiful pondering. ❤
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Thank you Linda xoxo
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Thank you for painting
this poetic picture
as with
a Bell and Howell camera
Every frame
a scene to remember in 8mm
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Thank you friend btw my heart, soul, spirit and positivity goes out to Australia. Wishing the best to you and loved ones xo
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🙏 ❤️
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I was up north, in the dry,
where the flames & smoke
would make you choke,
visiting family.
But thankfully
I dwell down south,
where it’s been
unseasonably, cool
and rainy. In fact,
It’s raining now, whilst
fires are raging elsewhere!
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It’s so surreal take good care friend
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