They are leaving, and I am screaming.
by Jodilee Duke
They will be here soon, to tear me apart.
To be open and honest, l love them for that.
Helps us all to forget about the cognitive lack,
that slings me back to retrack what twines
within my mind.
Looking forward to your arrival, my door
l have unlocked for you.
Please come and see me, and bring the
compulsive cunning ways
you do have about yourself.
Me, l am getting the swing untied
from the tree, to take a swing,
and feel the underlining grin
of not being within.