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The mirror was never my friend
Distorted angles and
shadows always kept me locked in
Unrealized and hidden
I could never win
So I apologized for living
I didn’t like myself as I was
So why would anyone else
I respected criticism
it was the only viable truth.
The camera laughed
Whenever I was in full view
My crooked fang showed
My uneven jawline posed
My orangutan forehead bulged
My eyes criss-crossed in synch
with the shutter cocked like a drink.
I was not what I was
I was nothing because
That’s what I believed I deserved.
Then when they noticed me
I was surprised
I thought that they lied
Wanted more
than what I could be or desired
I wasn’t interested in the ones that loved me.
And now I’m old and thick
Part of the matronly class
Wine belly stomach
Crow’s feet wrinkles crisp
Muffin top plump jumpsuit
But I fucking hate jogging!
Make peace with the soft Mama I become more real
Break bread with the luscious love handles
The wild grey nest of flyaway hair
Don’t Stare
What are you looking for?
Your own dignity?
Why does my slump bother you?
Exclusivity?
Fuck that slobbery.
Laugh at the universal hatred of blubber
Live my life again but in reverse
Remove the impossible curse
Of worthless perfection.
This is so beautiful much like your soul.
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Thank you very much Faux❤️
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Very hard to begin again. I started my life over four times. Powerful and useful words dear Judy.
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Yes, many lifetimes within one. Thanks John.
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Your poetry is wonderful, Judy. I can relate to it so much. It tells a truthful story. I always find your words so interesting.
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Thank you so much Grocery Whisperer, I want to connect through writing and your comment is validating that wish. I’m glad that you related to the poem and liked it❤️
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