Mimi and Mona's Poetry: Bringing Sanity To Clarity

No one dishes happiness up on a silver platter. 
It's an illusive notion to believe happiness is something that can be acquired from an external source
—it's a fantasy.
Happiness in an inside job.

©Bringing Sanity To Clarity

Mimi Wolske

All Rights Reserved

You stripped me down

dropped me in the cold

and then watched so

you could say shut up—

you just wanted

to get rid of me

I’m unable

to make decisions

with a full moon

shaking hands across

my dizzy eyes

and my love-stripped heart

You never dreamed

I’d refuse to wear

your coward shoes—

I know you’re lying

sandwiched between

someone else’s sheets

I wish I knew

some other language...

never wanted

to discover you

under another’s

sunset embracing

You are the one

living in bondage

and her baked goods;

does she know you are

erasing her love

with every fuck

Tomorrow’s tide

and yesterday’s smoke

screens don’t move me;

your keypad grin and

pixilated lips

can’t distract me

You walked away

pushed me from your life

without a word

while I gathered heat

from burning bridges

left in your wake—

I don’t need proof

no explanation

just vitamins;

I will survive...

bringing sanity

to clarity