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Executive Function/Lady D

by Jenny Nix

Lady D



I have words circling in my head

Asking to assess my skill used most, with the exception of bed

Lady Distraction is honing her skills

Bedtime is needed, maybe some pills

She swallowed a rock that turned to seed

It started to grow big and strong 

She opened her mouth, wide towards the sky

To make room for branches to understand why

They pushed her head further back with the force of their wood

They reached for the sun but only found small stars

The branches appeared to be made out of bars

They looked down from above and felt so free

For Lady Distraction had become a tree

How did it grow in the dark of the night?

Why did Lady D give up without a fight?So the tree would recognize each star is a sun