curled beauty ties

I reach within and unknot 

The curled beauty ties of lies

Unfolding them back 

Into the crinkled bobby pins we all lose and forget

I burn the pages of the story you gave me

I no longer interpret that tongue

And I climb inside the safety of my own voice

Pressed up face to face with answers from who I’ve yet to become

-b

October 26, 2020

Photo Credit: Steve Halama