marked-FRAGILE

Today.... there is no need for quote just breath, and with this I ask-- Why do people remind us to breathe when things are tenuous in life?

marked-FRAGILE

There are

tiny boxes

inside my head--

some are locked,

and some

I live with like friends,

or  lovers,

and others are

enemies probing for keys.

Some are

filled with horror,

and bliss, and tender,

and lies,

and knives

cutting into my life,

and guile under glass.

And life--it comes with a BREATH--

not boxed inside with the begging

need to be

a sister,

a mother,

a tragedy,

a continuance.  

       TJKG