Where’s the stability?
Blue skies
above the facade of fading buildings
Cheeseburgers haven’t tasted the same
since that visit to the truck stop
Convenient pavement connecting all corners of the globe
like my ancestors, I stay close to home
Unappreciated youth
and now an uncertain future
Suits and ties, high-heels and party hats, togas and weed, books and flip-flops
I’m here and a part of it, even if I don’t want to be.
No more driveway to shovel
spending too much time waiting on the bus
Unarticulated expectations and potential
awaiting my destiny as the Wise Janitor
Pay attention to me
leave me alone
No more guidance or structure
freedom’s pressure
A incomplete loser
never was sure of anything
and desperately wants to be sure of something
I like experimental pieces. *nods*
good stuff! ~
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Nice experiment.
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*chuckles* did your talk of being a smart in a janitor type way inspire this? 😛
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RYN: The guy I’m head over heels for now, I’ve loved for 8 years. We were together for 2 years and are getting closer again now. He doesn’t know exactly how I feel, so shhh. He reads my diary, so I can’t say anything about him, unfortunately.
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🙂
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I gotta say, it makes MY fun go happy. (I’m not even really sure what that means.)
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Everyone wants stability, to be sure of something. Not many people get it.
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i liked it… even if i didnt understand everything… let me think on it. and youre cute! hehehehehehehehehehhehe. hah. take care man.
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That was fabulous. Okay, so I got the rings….directions and insights could be rewarded with breast picture emails. 😉 And yes, I have the pictures!!!!!
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I finally looked at that picture. And by the way, I also agree that it should go unsaid that you really do have gorgeous eyes. That’s all.
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You rule at the experimenting. Good stuff, monkeyboy.
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Experment some more.
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🙂
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ryn: it’s hard responding to poetry entries for me. I have a very low poetry threshold. I hate my own stuff let alone someone else’s. But this was good, and thick with intelligence and ambience. People are usually very cagey about responding to someone’s poems, too afraid to offend or something, which is probably why everyone’s commenting about your own comment.
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Ick…poetry 😛 (It was ick in reference to the form, not the actual work itself, of course.)
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