don’t cry

Posted: 12/17/2013 in Uncategorized

it was fucking ten degrees out

at five thirty in the morning.

it was still dark and i was

getting dressed for work.

 

the day before, i had had about all a girl can take;

i guess it showed on my face cos some bitch said,

“don’t cry”

in that snarky way people use

when it isn’t their turn to fall apart.

 

anyway, i didn’t want to go, but i was going

like i always do,

doing the next right thing

like i always do,

when i thought, wouldn’t it be nice to just stay home and get high.

 

i went to work

and stayed there til my eyes crossed.

sober.

doing the right thing.

don’t doubt it.

don’t cry.

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Comments
  1. hedgewitch says:

    Because doing the right thing is what you have to do in this world, if you’re real…and it ain’t hardly *ever* the easy thing. coal always tells it like it is.

  2. Kay Davies says:

    Oh yes, Ms Coal. Oh, yes.
    K

  3. dani says:

    “when it isn’t their turn to fall apart” whether they’ll admit it or not, EVERYbody takes a turn or two!

  4. There will be days like this…

  5. Ella says:

    I could feel the raw edges in this poem. I keep hearing it isn’t my turn….

  6. “Snarky” AND my favorite word, in the same poem?

    Yay!

  7. Mama Zen says:

    One day at a time, Coal.

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