Inspired by some props I got from Holley Monelle when she read my “Afraid of What The Price Is” poem. Peep the c-section.

Photo from Ivan Sohrakoff
A Holley Monelley Holiday, in My Brain
by Jemar SouzaShe wants to live
In my mind -Just for a day,
Unafraid,Of what she might find.
Yet still,
For my protection,Deception and self inception
May have to be infected..Because I have to protect them!
My fantasies of several women,
The shames of which I live with,The struggles behind my eyes,
To hold back every cry,And the darkness,
That sometimes consumes me,
After the darkest
Of some movies.No,
I’m not sure if I’m ready
To share themWith her.
Yet here they are
Let loose,On this here
Paper.Oops.
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Previously: Fast Food Fools
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