Patricia Maulding

My tent filled
with silks
and more sorrys than ever;

My life filled
with guilt
and more furs than I could wear.

What it took
to get here
cannot be undone.

My time filled
with hurt
and my worth

measured in jewels
fit for queens
all forfeit.

Forget the lightning quick
and darkening skies
no love or longing

in your eyes
the catch in my throat
not for you;

not for you.