Today the details are conspiring,
I’m not in control, they remind me.
Not human enough,
Perhaps human too much,
Mired in mess, back to bed, I’m retiring.
— by me, April Resnick
The Mess of Emotion no. 12, by Rim Lee
~ by April on June 10, 2013.
Posted in Body, Family, Humanity, Marriage, Motherhood, Poetry
Tags: Emotion, humanity, Mess, Monday, Mood, poetry
You capture what you feel and convey it superbly