Hanging Out in My Cocoon

 

“How much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it’s some kind of murder?”
— Richard Siken

 

Always changing
my butterfly self
killing the caterpillar in my cocoon
then moving on to the next
Transforming
from when to when
and from who to whom
yet always myself
I mourn for the cast off skins
of mes past
as I long for the kiss
from the me yet to come
that will send me off
this transitory form
of my eternal being.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Time's CupTime’s Cup by G A Rosenberg

 

Ghost WhispersGhost Whispers by G A Rosenberg

 

Truths and Lies

 

“All you have to do is write one true sentence.”
— Ernest Hemingway

 

I don’t know the truth yet at least part of me wishes to know it. There is also part that loves the mystery and the not knowing. I have known love and treated it badly and well. I have known crushing despair. I have also know joy. There are parts of myself that are rarely satisfied. I seek knowledge yet run from it. I carry contradictions. There are many whom I love. Hate takes a lot of energy. Annoyance is relatively easier. Tho the previous statements are all the truth as I know it, I wonder how many contain lies as well.
Blessings, G

 

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NevermoreNevermore by G A Rosenberg

 

Self-ConsumingSelf-Consuming by G A Rosenberg