May 22, 2005
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PIERCING THOUGHTS...
(how many are there, now?)
I already loved you
Unconditionally...
So why
Keep presenting me with
Your confused conditions?
Blindness to the real world
Is just blind...
Can't you see this?
NorthSouthEastWest
You
Are the only
One
Messing up
Your life's
Map positions
So...
Don't point blame
In no other direction
Than where it is due...
Choices are chosen, by
You...
Is there any way
That I can help
Ease your burden?
Perhaps...
Forgive
Your load
Of disruptive thoughts
That have disturbed
Us, mine and our lives...
Perhaps?
(but that would be dealing with my life)
(not yours)...
Do you
Really want me
To wash my hands clean of you
Without...a finalized rinse?
You used to shine in your own brillance...
So please, don't
Dull down
Your own life...now
With the age appropiate, drival
That has dripped from baby tongues
(and has been done to death)
By many previous generations...
...Think for yourself
For once...or twice....or trice...
(and be prepared)
To suffer the consequences
Of your own, unconcious,
Unawehred life...
"The pen is mighter than the sword"
(or so it is said)
...and I find this particularly true
With you
And your Expressions
Of verbatumed words
So eloquently vocalized
By your fingertips...
(as gospels)...
Change your moods,
(to suit the madness of it all)
your clothes and specifically
Your natural blonde hair...
(then...go figure)
The awehrness of it all...
Comments (5)
Really good to see you back and writing your heart out again. Of course, it always seemed that you did your best writing when you were unhappy about something and this seems no different... just like old times.
and a poetic breath of fresh air...you have been missed Dottie...
wow Dottie.....another amazing masterpiece
I have missed ur words
Dorothea
hey bo, are you happy? don't you realize that misery breeds creativity? surely you understand the way art works, i don't have to explain inspiration to you.
stop trying to troll my mother.
not trolling beamie.. I have no bait.
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