Is a wedding night only feeling

“what did I do to deserve this”

while your lie is spread around you on the bed

you’re absorbing words reeking of envy

flit about the milky way

as if you were an undiscovered color

never mind that you are still comprised

only of the most everyday shades

a quick secret you’ll wish you’d locked up

when you hear the drone of not caring

the shatter of what you grew to be


No one tells you to keep fighting even after victory

No one tells you to keep changing even when you’re ne 

Poetry, WordsCass Vogel