NaPoWriMo 2016 Day Nine

#NaPoWriMo 2016 Day Nine

The prompt for today was to write a poem that includes a line that I’m afraid to write. This might be because it expresses something very personal that makes you uncomfortable – either because of its content (“I always hated grandma”), or because it seems too emotional or ugly or strange (“I love you so much I would eat a cockroach for you”). Or even because it sounds too boring or expected (“You know what? I like cooking noodles and going to bed at 7 p.m.”). But it should be (according to the prompt) something that I’m genuinely a little scared to say. So I guess it’s time for…

true confessions

roadtrips breed
funny things
questions posed,
answers demanded
familiarity explodes
into intimacy
in hours
sometimes minutes.
and so it was
and so it is
we began
to confess.
“i act like i’m not,
but i’m really afraid of heights.”
“i act like i’m the life of the party,
but i really hate crowds.”
“i feel out of control
if i’m not driving.”
and so it was
and so it is
the confessions
got deeper.
“i feel sick when I see
two faced people.”
i’m afraid my brother hates me.”
“i feel deserted when people say they care about me,
and then turn around and snub me.”
“i wish…”
“i hope…”
“i feel…”
“i think…”
and so it was
and so it is
the confessions
continued until
silence fell.

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