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Cryptic contact
No rhyme or reason
What’s it really all about?
The call, a query
Inane conversation
Harmless seeming banter
“Hey, what’s shakin’?”
“How have you been?”
Sly code seeking new status
Nothing implied
No point or promise
Merely checking now and then
“Husband is well”
“Yeah, wife’s good too”
Nothing more to speak of
She knows she’s changed
That life long gone
Why cling to that persona?
He’s different too
Intent not known
What’s he seek to find there?
Farewell for now
“We’ll talk again soon
Catch you on the flip side”
“Sure, later babe
Must keep in touch”
Shades of disappointment
Beg your pardon?
What was the purpose?
As much to blame as he is
This trip they make
From time to time
Down a path that leads them nowhere
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The train has left the station
Oh yes, I got onboard
The route and destination
Both totally unknown
My choice made at a crossroad
We’ll see how smart it was
Head lost to heart the battle
Thus my path’s chosen
The train has left the station
Its course by fate destined
There’s really naught to do now
My part at present done
I do however wonder
No pretense I don’t care
Might I someday lament
Unseen strife and sorrow there
Still better some tomorrow
Some future time not past
Should I pause in fond reflection
Of a trip over too fast
Work . . .
Communication
Most insincere
Trying to guess what
They want to hear
Need a job so
The game I play
Trying to guess what
I’m suppose to say
Grin and bear it
Smile through it all
No job too much or
Compensation small
Really don’t want them
These jobs I pursue
My God how I hate
The interview
Love . . .
Communication
Not quite sincere
Try to be all that
Will keep you near
Need to be loved so
The words I say
Wait in fear seeing
If you will stay
Hiding my tears
Sweet through it all
No abuse too much or
Recognition small
Want you to love me
The one I pursue
But this feels like
A job interview
Life . . .
Communication
Heart felt, sincere
Trying to do right
Try to see clear
Pray for redemption
Every new day
Look to tomorrow
How it will play
Put weakness aside
Enduring it all
No trial too much or
Temptation small
More worthy a life
All I pursue
Just to be ready for
St. Pete’s interview
I feel the calming
Meant to quiet me
But I cannot be tame
I know the intent
Is for my own good
I’m just not the same
I see their fingers
Pointed straight at me
Still I reject their blame
I hear those whispering
Hushed behind my back
And hand them back their shame
Sweet, soft whispers
Screaming through my quiet
I don’t want to hear it
I refuse to believe it
Go away
Gentle, warm sunrise
Shattering my darkness
I don’t want to see it
I refuse to accept it
Go away
Your impression on my flesh
Another promise soon broken
Your convergence with my soul
Another heartache to hurt me
I’ve felt all this before
I know it can’t last
Just a matter of time till
You go away
Miss Demure Restraint 