Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by BelovedDreamer, Jul 31, 2007.

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    From you I learned the nature of silence.
    Have you my name in a plastic box?
    I choked on you
    on your dead rosemary and forget-me-nots.
    I’m not what I am.
    Frankenstein’s monster minus bolts.
    Serve you right if I abandoned you
    to the villagers.
    Maybe I should ask
    how I can love you so much
    and like you so little.
    See what the response is.
    I might have to stab you with a hypodermic,
    you’re so allergic to truth.
    Or I might
    might just watch you choke
    watch you suffer through.
    But that’s not my style.
    So maybe I’ll just kiss this pain goodbye
    for now
    and walk away for awhile.
    Giving grief like a present
    ain’t no way to love.
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni


    Your talent is inexpressible! I cannot find the words to tell you how much I like your writing, especially this one - especially everything you produce...

    I love this one particularly. It's so "relevant". How do you do it??:eek:hmy:


  3. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    Thanks, Least. I deeply appreciate the effusive response. It feels so good to hear kind things when the world is raining on your head a bit.:biggrin:
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