Squeezing out needless tears to serve as a looking glass
Necessity is the evil stepmother
of my (maladjusted) invention-
hive mind...survive...consign...
failure to thrive.
She told me. She said.
She turned her back because I was ugly (or something).
Remedial or menial (denial)? Primeval. Evil. Ugly....middle
I wrote things. I said things.
I sat on fences and swung my legs
and smiled and sometimes agreed I was clever
(forever (never-never))
...still have to wash the dishes
......dry the dishes
.........turn the dishes over. Pay the bills
lay waste the ills of society.
I loved you
...
or rather the dream you showed me
wherefore deluded that you owed me
some sort of (gui)dance through
the quagmire.
My brain is slow and too diffuse
"Oh for heaven's sake
just pick a direction,
any direction!!"
but I am afraid to come across as being right
...(((toninght?)))
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Sweeping Winds and Rainbow Beginnings
ПоэзияThese are a few of my poems. I would prefer to take my time and try to sort the better ones out from the rubbish so it might take me a while to collect. I hope you can stop by and enjoy a poem or several. In poetry (good or bad) we express something...
