Saturday, May 28, 2011

The Bargain

She's drawn to red
like blood, like roses, like chili peppers
She's hungry
for love, for understanding
for the space to see
who she was, who she might become

She dreams deeply, most nights
hoping to avoid the chill of nightmares
the fever of fear

When she awakes and the sun is out
she feels guilty
afraid she is not living up 
to the bargain she made
with the devil or an angel
she's never sure which

The bargain she made
to trade control for security
to trade freedom for family
to compromise, compromise, compromise

1 comment:

CJGallegos said...

Nice. Good to see it in print.