I have packed the notion

of being a Femme Fatale

realizing that one

cannot be both

seducer and caregiver.

DUH

The "Fatale" means

to never feel or love.

I have tidily folded all the

stocking, garters, corsets, bustiers

pretty bras and panties I once wore

for others

they are stained with tears and far less alluring

Ironically

than those I now wear for myself but everyone wants to see.

I threw in all the love letter

I wrote

in triplicate

still waiting a reply.

In the corners I stuffed the fantasies

of prince charming,

of being rescued or rescuing,

those romantic glances from across crowed rooms,

the misguided aspiration of meeting at a gallery, concert, play, lecture

you catch my drift.

In between each layer i wrung my hands of

all the bitterness and envy for the

women who won.

I've scattered every potion, remedy and adage

about capturing the perfect love.

I opened an artery and vein to purge, leech out memories and hopes.

My eye teeth and piss will represent

my pain and anger of never

to know my "Soulmate" or DIVINE LOVE etc...

I bought a one way ticket to the one place

on earth

I would never go.

I will check the bag

without

I.D. tags.

I have no intention

of claiming it

and I DO NOT want the contents

traced back to me.

Sometimes a Champion has too pick Him/Herself up, and dust themselves off

with the power behind your writes, I don't doubt for a minute that you will go after what you want and be on the receiving end of what you need one of these days.

inspired "unclaimed freight"

Im liking this alot

Can you relate?

wow i loved this its so real