beauty theme park
by Hezekiah Allen Taylor

I wanted to see my depression---
sudden though it came---
as lovely
winds and reeds and bending
a flow of emotions

but then the glare of it all
the neon
the spiteful little self-created rollercoaster
found me

when he said
so honestly
without crying
that his son
who is three
would need heart surgery

I'm such a selfish
bitch sometimes
trapped on the whirling
ride of my own creation

Francine's Version -- Hezekiah's Version
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