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[title] => In Search of Imperfection
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[bodytext] => Our interpretation of the situation may differ drastically from reality What we think of as a common trace Bares crucial and striking similarities Upon a second taste Sour turns sweet As my own vision Is reflected With clarity and speed Unassembled, Begging for completeness Wholeness in a world of partial pleasures I try to take notice of everything that allows me… A mutual benefit Found in friendship Conceived in bitterness Contrived with willingness Unsolicited patronage Forming the thin layers of defensive Measures taken An intense feeling Of spinning from the ceiling So the room goes round and round Compound interest accrues The news predicts Bodies are missed The fires maintain and persist Till all trees are ash and only dust lives In forests of loneliness We wait for a divine kiss Trust in what is said Among the entombed philosophers of the dead Embalmed, wrapped and left for shreds The books written Of which I have not read The logical conclusion A biological illusion A dying sun heats the Earth, Mars-type red The dirt digs a worm Submerged Rolling on its head In a hole on its own Control given then its gone Only to those on-top for the ride in bed Infinite possibilities Attributed to the meanings Of prophets and mad-men (and some women, I’m sure) An innocent bride Mistaken for the cheap whore An ingenious tribe Native no more Land sold Case-closed The door slammed On survivors Fleeing vile hate Lascivious claims I concentrate, I try I attempt to relate To relocate my mistakes Negotiate a compromise Based on an understanding of tolerable waste I hesitate, To think What will come? With a wink Years?, months?, days? I’m sorry, I just cant stay _________ ______ [comments] => 0 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Jyssvw [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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