just once

..

she wishes this thing
she loved

would pay the bills
would carry its own weight
would support itself

instead of hanging around
like an overgrown teenager
leaving a mess in its wake.

one day, perhaps her poetry
will take

a chance
a larger glance
the world by storm.

for now, the norm
is

keep writing,
keep fighting
keep holding breath

and sharing song.
and just this once,
she wishes she didn’t long
for more.
..
Prompted by PAD, day 15. 

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