To Fly Above
pain keeps her/anchored when/she only longs/to soar
like the sun life giving orb going dark or born into the darkness of a darkened heart made that way or gone that way unknown she bypasses hopscotch courts looking longingly at lighthearted children unburdened by pretend face and public lies with private betrayals abandoned to chance never wont to skip rarely even to run serious beyond years or countenance of childhood she walks on past small clusters of laughs behind hands and comments behind back touched off by example of one who should care but doesn’t — not really mysteries of lacking of being wrongly different chase her through schoolyards and playgrounds children’s parties as forced invite and empty birthday celebrations where no one shows up her only freedom found lay within imagination and needed skill learned for sustenance and survival to change her nightdreams to benefit in order to rise above and fly
