A poem a day for 2013 - day 233 - Off Riverton

remember we sat at the table
all those years ago
and i told you how toxic this was
our this
the this that we had
had
had
and i told you this
our this that we had
was unhealthy for me
how time it was for me to go
go
go
to leave
remember you responded like i was asking
for your permission
like i needed your permission for my life
my life
my life
mine
not yours
mine
and you told me that this
our this that we had
was not unhealthy for me
but that i was a runner
who couldnt keep still
and maybe thats true and maybe its not
had
had
our this that we had
i am thankful for feet
for my feet
for shoelaces i tied
readying myself to leave
anyway