Carl Setzer

Girl’s Life

Girls spend
Much time
Debating their lack,
Chewing their soul
With vigor.

Always some fault,
This culture determined
To keep their place
Defining them
By false
Inadequacy.

I desire my life
Overflowing everywhere
Centered upon love

Upon evening’s curves
Attention drifts longingly
Over her dark eyes

Facing outwards now,
Introspection no longer,
Hide no more: Act!

Today’s anger spent
I seek to make things better
Progressing forwards.

Cold wetness seeps in.
Clothing’s heaviness intense.
Seattle’s winter.

Funny humans,
The only part of this
Universe that flails
And rages, expecting
Full control of this
Immensity.

Perhaps healing’s not
Returning to the old life
Rather, a new one

Oh, smartassery,
Free of all cynicism.
A good goal, perhaps?