I think the time has come

to tell the truth

For every time I roll my eyes

up to the sky

and weave a story of being

so busy working 

I'm vacuuming the house

That's all

You're complete on the inside 

But parts always need renewal

Come up for air as a change of

perspective

If you happen to find 

the truth, please leave 

everyone else alone.

A happy place

rolling water

ice cream

party lights

Let's go to the

car wash

Here

in comfort

physical, sensual joy

yet desiring to be elsewhere

I resort to deconstructing 

ideals. My prized ideals

Strip of fabric slips

off my leg

Bringing me 

here

I smile at you, life