Life of A Showgirl (Taylor Swift-inspired): first thoughts

It stops here

Escapology, never needed

Life of a showgirl

Under lock and key

My job to carry yours

Weighty constraints

as I try to escape

I do what I’m willing

Lightness does it in

contented breath

and not in hoarse, coarse

This is hot house,

Wild n’ free

..

Not walking on hot coals

Testing, game-playing

No, this is flourishing, of wild

flowers

I love the flashes of me

I see in you

Magician’s assistant

not needed to conspire

What a wonderful way

to love, and protect, me

My fire, through the eyes of

my child

and their child