Far Away From Home

She moved as far away as she could
from the parents, the school
her entire, pathetic former life

Reinvented herself on the Left Coast
so her folks wouldn’t be embarrassed
when she turned into a slutty pothead

Lucky she had some talent
and a knack for “right place, right time”
Associated with some up and comers

But all bad things must come to an end
including the sore nose and some shaky
“business” opportunities, best to avoid

The road home seems longer when
your tail is between your legs and you’re
detoxing on the cross-country bus

© 2012 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
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