Who Would I Be If I Wasn’t A Writer?
THE GYPSY
The Hidden Necklace
I thought quite hard about who I would want to be a writer…
I would want to be a Gypsy. It was easy for me to choose her because she is a part of me. She is the part of me that I try and tame…she lives in the shadows just the same. I just realized I don’t even know her name.
WAIT!!! Back it up a minute. I just found an empty box with her necklace in it. Her name is “Ra” and she is setting the scene. I think I will introduce you to her and let her light beam.
My Name is Ra
I have been held prisoner for a very long time. Please will you all help me??? I was not privy to the crime. If you don’t like Kira then she ain’t no friend of mine. I will do whatever it takes to get me moving on to the next place. I will steal, lie and cheat. If I don’t come up with the money they are going to beat the shit out of me. Maybe now you see why I swallowed the unhinged key. Keys always being offered to the lot of us. The men say, “Ra will you come over after my wife falls asleep? I will give you $500 bucks and it will be our secret to keep.” I shrug and say “Maybe later,” knowing all the while…I have to make that paper.
Live Dances Come & See
These so called belly dances are between Midnight and Three. I have found myself weary and dismayed. As I get a bit older the beauty I once possessed is starting to fade. Fading into nothingness….I sigh. I found the twinkle in my eye and say to myself don’t worry you are still “The Gorgeous Mess.” Next on stage, Ra is up, my hips start to sway. Trinkets and charms dangle from my chest to below my waist. I dance for the men, sleep with them, make my pay just to do it again!!!
DESTINATION LOST
I am ready to move on from this destination. I am out of sorts and am lacking motivation. Each time I try a new place…the names they call me make me use my mase. Police are called. I run like the gypsy that I am…they say it is free being me, but I feel like a sham. Into the wilderness I run barefoot and half-clothed. I really thought for sure this time I had found my new abode. Now as I run I have nowhere to flee…I am stuck inside of Kira’s personality. If you see her please ask her why she won’t set me free???
RESURFACES
“Okay!” “Okay!” I scream and shout. People pissed at me about the other half of who I used to be. Ra is her name…Her and I used to be one and the same. Until she lost focus…that nearly broke us. Actually it did break me. She comes out every now and then to try and persuade me. She wants me to be the girl I used to be so she can take claim of “The Gorgeous Mess”…the newbie. She wants to escape so she can cast her spells and weave her tangled web of lies. I told her “I will not be part of sorcery. You can go straight to hell this is where we will say our “Goodbyes.”
Key
I turn to leave and wouldn’t you believe she is sitting right in front of me. I look at my reflection and so does she…than I remembered she swallowed the unhinged key. I feel the evil lurking inside of her the quicker she leaves I can unbind her. She has been the devil waging a war inside of me…I pray and I say, “Please God give her back that key…with her existence there is a battle inside of me.” I look up and can’t believe what I see…the unhinged key is there, floating right in front of me.
WHICH WAY MADAM???
I snatch the key I take possession. She thinks I’m riding the subway Downtown. Little does she know I am heading Northbound. She gets in first a fake key in hand…this is her final destination. Incineration Land.
MEMORIES DISILLUSIONMENT.
Thank you Chris Hedges 🦄 for letting me in on this fun topic. Mine is a little riddle…you know me. I am just a tad; I mean ever so slightly WILD!!! I also want to thank Sherry McGuinn who started challenging my brain today. God Bless from the Gorgeous Mess.
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