When I am grown-up big

a poem by Krzeslawa T. Skrzypczynska, Poland - poetry writer, author, poet

I have to admit,
that, with time,
first I feel uncomfortable
and then,
I notice a sense degradation and
a tiring repeatability, too.

The worst is, when
the memory organized in drawers
according to sentences and feelings,
when is confronted
with someone's untrue,
arouses his anger.

Is that already now
I'm not sure if
is not easier and safer
to let in and let out
than to enter into anything.

I do not have the habit
to withdraw their truths,
those, tamed by reality,
for someone, only to his satisfaction,
but, in this case,
I'm making an exception incompatible
with the earlier plan
named deferment plan,
in the ring:
"When I am grown-up big"

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