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Tumbleweed Poetry & Publishing Co. Innovation at it's best
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Exiled
My guts all twisted
in a knot
can't eat, can't sleep
can't even think
I'm confused
don't know myself
what I've done
or didn't
She twists the words
that she speaks
giving to them
altered meaning
She is right
all the time
correct as can be
for she didn't do a thing
In her mind
and her words
it was I
Where oh where
can I hide
get away from her
for it's time.
© Robert J. Laszczak
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JACK
God in Heaven, please help me cope
send a sign that this is a terrible practical joke
My betrothed has taken my engagement ring back
is this really my loving, caring, thoughtful, Jack?
Pacing the floor while ringing his hands
he thinks I could never understand
Repeatedly he says
"I need to be free
I need to be free to be me."
What is happening to my poor Jack
is it pre-wedding jitters or is he going mad?
Dear Lord, please wake me from this dreadful dream
my senses are shocked to the extreme
We planned for one year for our wedding day
now, it's all slipping away
Tears stream down my face as I begin to sob
my wedding dress, still unaltered, is at the bridal shop
Do I tell my parents to tear up the guest list and throw it away?
How do I tell my girlfriends to halt the shower plans already under way?
Jack, I love you deeply and want us to be united as one
Please tell me what I did to make you feel that you must run?
Does he know what he's doing to me?
Does he care? Can't he see?
Jack my love, you're my everything
My heart is breaking, bleeding with grief
When did your eagerness to say: yes I do
turn into woe...hold it ! No I don't?
A veil of tears I do cry
fearing the answer to the question. Why?
Still, I must know
Jack dearest, your my heart, my very soul
Holding back tears as men often do
he musters up courage, he tells me his truth
Jacks been consorting with someone on the side
a woman he no longer wishes to hide
She needs to rejoice her femininity
She needs what! I scream, I cry
Who is the mysterious concubine?
Is she a supposed friend of mine?
I'll tell her a thing or two
Your off limits! Your taboo!
Amid the calamity he continues on..
Dear heart, dear heart, you've got it all wrong
The woman I speak of...you do know
But, she is me. I am she
I've cross-dressed for years under lock and key
It's a strange sort of obsession, a legacy
My dad liked wearing women's clothes too, you see
Jack leaves to explore the transgender community
Alone in the dark, I fight back tears
Confusion and denial keep me company
I struggle to understand...till it hits
I am the bride-to-be that never was
I feel used, abused, enraged and betrayed
Could we work this out if Jack had stayed?
How is it that someone can be wrong, but right?
Either way, I lost the fight
Did I ever stand a chance?
What happened to our romance?
anonymous
She does not want you to know who she is, she is a wonderfully funny and talented woman and I have been blessed to know her.
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don't like her? what ever gave you that idea?
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