IN THE EYES OF THE DENSE

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the crying time has come

and just because I've forgotten

doesn't necessarily mean that you've won

so don't be so arrogant and smug

in your gentleman's agreement that lies

like an old church rug

I'm not some tarnished prize for you to select

and choose

nor my sorely stung feelings some act of cruel ruse

hearts can easily enough be mistaken and shaded by

many offending hues

so like that of the burnt remains of feelings once

so utterly intense

my very own love against me I will no longer let

you use

but if you attempt to ask me a little more nicely

I'll shed just a little more light

on all my further opposing views

but note that  its hard to make yourself understood

in the eyes of the dense.........

(written Oct. 3, 1993 )


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