Tag: Muse in the Morning

Do I live my life

to minimize your

discomfort

with the idea

of regeneration

rebirth

renaissance

or do I live my life

to improve

our common existence?

We wouldn’t seek

to capture

the value of their health

fearing that it would

diminish our own benefit

How sad

that the variation

occurring so early

in our lives

could affect

so much

for so long

I have been

resigned to this

for decades

But quality lies

in the heart

and the mind

not on the skin

Your proclamation

of love and support

for transfolk

rings as hollow

as hollow can be

Three days

then I can sleep

for a weekend

With any luck

or perhaps skill

meaning is transferred

from me to you

and learning

emerges

Our vision

of equality

includes all

Isn’t that

how it

should be?

Why is there

no reaching out

symbolic

or otherwise

…but concrete

would be better…

towards this

vision?

Words

to the people

in our behalf

would assure us

but seldom

oh, so seldom

reach out

in our direction

How many years

must pass?

How many miles

must be traveled?

When will you

be willing?

What is this house

with many rooms

hidden entrances

staircases to adventures

opening into who knows

what world?

Where is this place

and time

and why am I there

or here?

Where is the doorway

into that better place

from this reality?

Maybe today?

No

not today

not tomorrow

but someday soon

And the old

body creaks

as it stirs

racked by the pains

and scars

of years

of disappointment

The old person

waits

and the chair squeaks

as it deteriorates

worn through

by the salty tears

shed

through the long dark times

the painful years

the debilitating decades

of waiting

Maybe today?