Together searching down corridors
colors and words flow faster than light,
five hundred-dollar hair and a flair
for not knowing when to stop.
Swirling like a dervish
up and down like a ping-pong ball,
light shining from golden teeth
she speaks of God who sits beside
on her shoulder
and I wonder why I feel
the compression of the energy
draining away till I move past her
each step so hard I move towards the light
of the sun that found the plate-glass window
leaving the wound top spinning
behind me.
God bless you another says
and I look confused as I hadn’t sneezed
yet she gazes beyond me to the girl
and the sight as she sways and moves,
taking selfies of colors
wanting it all
as she dreams in her mind and speaks
to the silence around her,
the others stare and I compose
moving back towards the whirlwind
tornado girl up and down into her sky,
she smiles and asks Libra or Gemini
but I can only reply
Cancer
and she laughs out loud and says she should have known
for I exude the peace she searches for
yet hasn’t found
for the pills bringing her too far up
to feel she can get back down,
I keep distance as the pull of energy shifts
and I breathe in and out
letting her go about her moment
set free in the candy factory she says,
just wishing she had all the money in the world
to gorge on all she sees,
dyes and nails and pretty things
for inside she feels the ugliness that must be covered,
and she takes God in her hand
with a smile and a twirl
buys a few items but not all she wishes,
with not enough cash
and credit cards that speak denial,
leaves from where she came in.
Thoughts on a long event at work yesterday with a reformed junkie with a gorgeous dye job and gold teeth who spent so long in the store, taking pictures of hair colors, talking to herself, me and anyone who would listen (which was no one except me) and though I could feel the energy being sucked away from myself, had enough sense to walk away and gather up before engaging her again. A nice girl who has found God, has three children and a husband of 17 years waiting at home, but was a non-stop whirl of talk and movement. I do not know her name, but prayed for her and her family regardless. Just had to write something to get it out. Peace and blessings, K