Poems - Ruth Thompson | Ruth Thompson Poetry

Letting It Go

Letting It Go I’m walking on my birthdayand this timeI’mletting it go. Headline!Waistline!Toe the line!Morning line! I’ve stopped stoppingat all the roads not taken(you know the ones I mean) because here’s the joke:every road is a dead end. So I’m just walking on my birthdayand letting it go. In my throat, regret.On my tongue, mourning……