When I Turn Away…

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When I shift my posture, fold my arms and turn away it means I don’t want to hear it again.

I’ve been here done this for over 30 years and I know the pain I cause.

When I cross my legs and look at the floor the conversation is something dark to me.

I’ve been here done this for over 20 years and I know the pain I’ve lived.

When I excuse myself or just walk away the words are more traumatic than you will ever know.

I’ve been here done this for over 20 years and I know the pain I have yet to resolve.

When I sit forward in my seat, clasp my hands, and bounce my leg, it is something that I believe in but is being threatened.

I’ve been here before, I have seen it repeat itself over and over and I have no patience left.

When I stand up in a sitting crowd, muscles tense and ready to scream out loud, but instead I walk out of the room, it is because all that has gone forward has hit a dam, and all is being washed downstream in the collapse.

I’ve been here before, watched Ignorance lead the pack while Backbone shrivels and dies.

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About me

Northern country girl, daughter, mother, wife, fiscal conservative, social liberal, recovering catholic, environmentalist, equality rules! Proverbs 31 Girl. You may as well say, 'That's a valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion. William Tecumseh Sherman When you wake up in the morning and your feet hit the floor.... the devil says "oh crap, she's awake"...

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