PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

U know

every night since

the sixteenth of December

I entertain

these thoughts

which would lead U 2 believe

that I enjoy this process

my mind conjures up

and perhaps I

could be entangled

within the web of anger

that they evoke

but it is no use

my anger dissipates

as quickly as

this relationship did

so night after night

since the

twenty-sixth of December

I am

reliving

&

revisiting

emotions and situations

that I've already known

and

did not enjoy

therefore

I'll take that plate please

and know clearly that

it may very well be

my last supper  

but U know

how I do

I feel like

Jesse Jackson in miniature

is always

standing on my right shoulder

shoutin' so damn loud

in his country ass accent

"Keep Hope Alive"

I at this point

would like 2

snatch this visual

and

shove him

somewhere I won't

be able 2 find

or be able 2

hear him

this just won't

work 4 me

I have always

I have been

keeping hope alive

and in my case

it has become a

hopeless, hoping ritual

so night after night

since the

twenty-first day of September

I've been waiting

to be first

not second

to liquid

or substance

to be the woman

not the other woman

so Jesse

be proud of me

cuz I will always

be able 2 continue

without hesitation

with all that I am

to  

Keep Hope Alive