The Day 6 prompt was to deal with something that makes you nervous, gives you butterflies in your stomach. My poem for today recalls an incident from the past that no longer makes me nervous. But, it is still with me.
Relocation 1973
Bruised blueberry tears
From windowpane eyes
Darken my breasts
Heart hammers
Stomach somersaults
Brain bellows
What roadblock will today bring
Sorry
we just rented that apartment
Your
kids are too young
Your
kids are too old
You
need a bank account or cash
to
get that TV
Sorry
Sorry
Sorry
What have I done
moving here
These people
do not know who I am
Nor
do
they
care.
