Your Crippled Past

There will be a time when

you will leave it all behind –

your crippled past.

And you will limp into the present.

Your life

here and now,

on the floor,

legs bent,

arms overhead,

sucking in your stomach

like a dying starfish.

And you will forget the tears.

The nights on the toilet

sobbing,

over past lovers,

who have hurt you,

done you wrong,

with their lies,

and their lips.

And you will remember

only what is –

The carpet beneath you.

The fluorescent lights.

The smell of the ocean

pressing in to you.

You will realize,

you are different.

You are someone

you never thought you

would be.

And you stop eating grapes.