Nothing Is Fixed

You failed today.
Are you a failure?
You succeeded last week.
Are you a success?
I ask you,
My partner,
How might we be mixed?
You are crippled tomorrow.
Because you are fixed.
When I look in the mirror,
Who do I see?
Not the same woman,
I remember as me.
Not the same image,
I endeavored to be.
Not the same mother,
Not the same friend,
Not the same human,
From beginning to end.
Just simply this,
Twisted Miss.
Thank goodness.

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~ by Joy Suzanne Grazer on May 12, 2011.

8 Responses to “Nothing Is Fixed”

  1. twisted miss, with a tounge like this, i’d like to kiss, sure to be bliss

  2. poetry is subjective

  3. i just had to say you are GORGEOUS!

  4. great

  5. I am laughing at the comments! People are WEIRD. Your blog is genius though. One of my favorites

  6. take my breath away…

  7. because you are like no other, because you are just like me, because of your inner beauty, a success you will always be

  8. Wow wow wow! i love your blog!

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