Sunday, September 17, 2023

I've Been Here Before


I lose my way



I figure out how to stand up for myself



I weigh out the evidence

and find the truth is still elusive


I’ve lived here for more than 50 years

you’d think I’d be used to the terrain


But still

my humanness

is carried in your holster

or propped up and sighted in


waiting for me to tip and turn

the wrong way

my breast fully exposed

in the barrel’s sights


What will you see this time

Your open shot

or that I am


lonely and imperfect

same as you



© 2023 Jennifer Wagner