Poetry

Reprieve

If I had a dollar for every time I said, “I will be O.K”,

I would be afforded a magnificent ocean view while wasting away on false hope.

The kind you can’t talk yourself out of.

Just leave me the hell alone on my loungy chair in the sun, and don’t knock over my booze.

Step off and Leave me be until everyone has left, the sun has set over the ends of the earth and I will take a deep breath of sea air,

 Enjoying my perfect, painful moment

…….. In a place of beauty.

 Laura Chowanski, 2012

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