One Last Time

You, the persister

The energetic elixir

Perpendicular 

While I persisted on being plastic,

I tried to stretch every morning

knowing I'd never be elastic

That part isn't even tragic

It's how you learned to leech

on and stain me

with tainted childhood dreams,

where your voice was lost in your box

and now you roar when there is no need,

so all the seams are ripped

that used to separate

your nightmares

from your dreams 



~Tina Meeks