My rag doll life
With broken limbs and parts
Too many to stand me up.

I flop
I wait
I morose
I loll my head to the side and watch.

Emotional abuse breakage from a weird marriage — broken arm
Losing connections with my children — the other broken arm
Physical abuse from a relationship — broken leg down the stairs
Related public time — the other broken court time leg
Inept and micro aggressive work place to resignation — broken collar bones, broken heart
Running to get away — compound fractures, scrapes, and bruises.

I flail limbs over the display stand
Arms of those
Legs twirled around this
Head leaning here.

Socks wet
Tears pooling there.

—314per—