Fold Neatly - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Fold Neatly

Seeing them after so
Many years, it dawns
On her how different
She is now, not the
Same person that used
To be deeply enmeshed
In the intrigue and
Chaos, expected to
Get with the program
Without resistance,
Fold neatly
Into submissiveness.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer