Tuesday

there is
a painting
on my wall
that reminds me
of a calla lily
and I wonder
what other
walls it will adorn
in the future

I feel like
this first house
of mine
will usher in
a new phase
of my life

I’m all grown up now
it seems
strapped down with
a mortgage
and the worries
of middle management
this isn’t
at all
how I thought
I would turn out

well
that’s not
entirely true
I didn’t have
the ability
to imagine
my life after
she left it
and now
though I have
the freedom
of an empty page
I’m somewhat scared
of the words
that will be written
upon it
and terrified of
what might be
left unsaid

~ June 2006