I bring my funky self to this keyboard,
this friend
Who records my myriad moods
Silently.
I am grateful for the silence..
How often well meaning friends say
“You shouldn’t feel that way,
Yadda,yadda”
Don’t tell me how I should feel.
Ever.
Most of the time my feelings are all
Jumbled; .
A little bit of this, a little bit of that.
Even contradictory,
Right now the stew contains some sorrow;
Book club minus Mary Jo...
Some loneliness; aware of my aloneness.
Peacefulness; aloneness means no tension,
I do not judge me by what I feel.
Envy.
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