Requiem for Wonder Woman

reached for basic black today
red, blue and gold hang untouched
in the closet
lasso of truth forlorn
in the corner
too heavy for these tired arms
outlines of a plane
just visible in the driveway
covered in fine layer of dust
the world feels
like it is moving on
without me
a blur of color, smells, sound
that overwhelmed senses
cannot process
I rest my head
against my fists
allow a moment of mourning
for shattered illusion
of invincibility
spine of steel
requiem for a wonder woman
forced to accept that
she is only human
after all

© 2017 Revised 2021 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved


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