Cry

This ephemeral release

does please this moment,

but teasing my heart’s song, it sits

like a monkey throwing ****

taunting my soul

haunting my wits

flaunting its toll

gaunt-like I fight to keep it, that peace, but

it’s just ephemeral release.

If you so please

            would you pass up that bit

            makes me feeling like it

            is not in my control, this role, this place we call WIFE

This is my life, my life!

So don’t you mind if I find my way

with a few stray

tears here and there; they’ll cease.

It’s just an ephemeral release.