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past pain suffered

points an accusing finger at nearly every passing male

I happen to come across

to every grievance a modicum of pleasure is subsequently

lost

everyone has the right to a certain measure of happiness

though some get their fair share and more

others settle for much much less

to those unfortunates I offer my very best

and they to my heart shall be my most welcomed guest

It's hard on the soul to love and love and get so little

back

the mind in its duty to aid often takes up most of

the slack

there's no room or place for disappointment on logic's

face

to over explain the concept would be a downright doubtless disgrace

apologies coming up quickly on the heels of insult

lose purpose and momentum in their stumbling haste

to stomach discrimination and prejudice one must

acquire a certain tactless taste

fat people are so often discriminated against

food is a very accepting and forgiving  substance

a simple mechanism of self defense

over my discontentment I make no pretense

I hate it when I fall into a rut and I can't pull

myself out by merely trying to make some sense

perhaps as I grow tired and tense my wit and mental

rhythm become disgustingly dense

this whole provocation of thought

I will now with officially dispense

and out of my mind these weary words I will

quickly rinse.............

( Aug 13,1991 pm)