Naked Girl

I get so angry that I can hit a wall, in the next moment, I’m so weak, I can’t do anything at all. God forbid I have a three year old kid I’ve got to engage him in things that are healthy and positive get him energized and he won’t realize my anxieties, my confusion. Where are we? We are we going?
Where is my tranquility, my serenity, my community?
My peace, my joy, my love?
My latin lover is now with another; Met a coyote who knew the way to get him back to this U.S. of A.
I better count my blessings one and two just completed a bottle of pinot grigio A new and refreshing Italian Voga Gotta make time for my pilates and yoga. I am getting stronger, is this my choice Everything is gone! Are we isolated and alone?
Housing is formulated and regulated by FEMA, OHFA, the State, the County, the City even the tenants at the Shaker Regency OHFA is stepping down, a new agency is stepping up to the plate still have to wait and wait. Make phone calls, keep appointments let’s make a new assessment. I have interviews for a new career I’ll wear mascara to hide my fears and you won’t see my tears. People are leaving us, Why am I making such a fuss?
There is too much death in my sight, Should I put up a fight?
Relationships are resting in peace, Hang on, here comes the increase. To our souls, our spiritual realities. Please say good-bye to me, What about a warm embrace, Can we talk face to face?
Just for a few minutes, Am I not deserving of your time?
Do you want to explore my mind?
My thoughts, feelings, and emotions?
Perhaps we should just stay shallow and not get too deep,             you fussed when I had to weep.
To have you in my life, I thought it was automatic             proven wrong again,                         because of my abstract character. Time to count the blessings,  three and four, dare I ask for anything more. We’ve received many donations, across the nation; V Twin engine friends, the list does not end, family and strangers. Damn! It is so much danger. The flood lines, the flood lines, the flood lines. Too much time is passing by. Let the evacuees just be and feel free. How many published studies by the big three?
The economist, sociologist, the anthropologist, Urban planning takes the lead. Long list of lessons learned, short list of plans and actions for the levees. Survivors want to relax, Yes, we know all of the facts. please no —-in’ questions does it matter what pant leg I put on first? I’m under the microscope, with little visions of hope, to rejuvenate me. Let the energy transcend, where are my nola friends?
Do you understand the ebb and the flow? Emotions are out of control. Yes, I have time to finish another soduko puzzle, My daytime form of escape from this madness. Have to stay focus, Create new memories, Bring back the beauty, the ambition, the determination. I’m teaching my son to be brave and courageous, Love is getting to be contagious. Finally making true natural connections, with all of my overwhelming questions.             One more time to count those blessings sent,                         five, six and seven. Dear God, let us see heaven. Been to hell and back one too many times, Remind me to be kind, Obtain harmony, I’m praying on my knees. I’m tired and can’t sleep, I’m hungry; it’s too much work to eat. Nourish me, some kind of way, just for today. I know we will be okay.