Coping with a Fake Life (haibun) by Spiritual Echo |
I'm abrupt, brutally direct. I offend with my oft overlooked sensitivity. I'm not asking for you to agree with me, but I'm offended by your demands. I will not adjust, retract or defend, but if I'm wrong, I will apologize. I can learn, discern, digest and dismantle my own arguments. It's a gift. I'm opinionated. I don't debate. I opine. No rules. You don't need to listen. Decades of silence, erased by the final years; a journey almost done. Tired of complacency, my purrs have turned to roars. I don't need to get along. Don't need much. I stare at the crone in the mirror. Reaching for authenticity, my hand hits glass, a reflection of the life I've lived. Ceilings, walls, a structured map to nowhere. fake smiles, ugly frowns magazine propaganda I reach for lipstick
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