by Jerome Espinosa Baladad

Created on: February 01, 2010

My own face, oh, feels different today!
Last night I dubbed on my silky moisturizer
just seconds away from the end of my day
A deep slumber ensued – in years, dreams came about, some nightmarish
Some very real, some indeed have been actually real!
I grew weary, unappreciated, tired, and felt deeply ignored
Today my face feels different oddly yet again
But the owner of my heart just won’t mind me a bit; my loved one won’t heed my needs

And my co-workers sound anything but real, and
I felt just so deeply unhappy with being me
And my face feels different today; eerily
my smile has feebly turned away.
I see now life immensely has more gifts than just these before me
Those pesky, irksome, repetitiously hideously things I see, just right before me
Before me, the seconds just repeat themselves
Failures, deaths, disappointments, grievances, petty fights pile up,
and my weary body’s just having way enough
And ghastly, I see even myself being way much
As a long piece of thread of the whole dreadful monotony
I gotta wear my new, freshly minted butterfly wings; I gotta put them on quick now.
I gotta fly away. Far far away!
With the brevity of this life on my sweaty palms now
I gotta go now, gotta race steadily now
As I’m in
transition time now!

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