I think that a part of me
reserves the hardest challenges for myself,
so that I will fail.
These selfish, cruel sprees
are familiar to me
and make me want to put away more fearsome desires.
I use failure like a talisman
to distance me from more intimate
I am an outsider in my own body.
Painting myself in inadequacy.
Closing my window to a future.
uses reserves paints
body window soul love
written embroidered stamped
both written 3/10/13 for The Sunday Whirl
more memes and wanted to try it. I am not happy with the outcome (although it is my first one.) Hence, my first poem. I think I need to go get my extra hour's sleep back.