Dear Mua
Decades of time spent crafting this mold
Careful not to twist the skin too hard
For the damage must heal
And my bodies washed out
Patched over with scars
That ridge over my skin
Etched over like stars
With a shining gold main
Stretching down to my shoulders
A tangled tumbleweed of ripe curls and red color
Bounces and blows in the winds cruel nature
Battling oceans and heatwaves
It’s been here my whole life
Sitting on top of my head
Shimmers in deep fluorescent lights
I may not be the kindest
Or spit endeavoring inspiration
We battle like couples
On the verge of extinction
For i’ve beaten you down
Sprouting purples and greens
All over your skin
Playing too rough and too mean
What I miss most of all
Was careful consideration
I rained down with love
Care and affection
Patching holes and deep cuts
With a stick and a rip
Drying tears and misfortune
With pure joy and appreciation
I can’t say that I love you
Or that I ever will
But as of now I can live
With you sticking around
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