suburban causality

suburban causality 

she cries “woe be gone” with her woebegone eyes
huddled rejected on cold Cathedral steps, 
hugging her dejected self, it’s a bit too tight
cuz’ her belly protrudes a bit too round
and everything seems lost, just after it was found.
she cries, “woe be gone” with her woebegone eyes
as an understatement to an overstated cause,
heard so much no one listens –or no one cares-
;just stares…and condemns this teenager’s plight
as if they’d done better…they slink into night.

she screams “woe be gone” with her woebegone dreams,
fragmented rainbows at the bottom of her battered sole;
-her other sole she lost- sometime after she got the news,
that lovers always lose, and cheaters always prosper;
empty handed in a game with the chips stacked against her.
she screams “woe be gone” with her woebegone dreams,
turned beautiful liars with butterfly wings
taunting by flutter almost within grasp. Then-
dart impossibly far away with each kick in her belly
in a beat that she is beginning to see is a beautiful melody.

M. L. Michael
07-01-05

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