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disconcerted thoughts beg for deep inner peace
within the realm of forethought there is still
much space for lease
my physical side my mind often likes to tease
with thoughts of future liaisons my frustration
it tries and often unsuccessfully to appease
the body often fights back in an absolute fit of
melodramatics
on the issue of sex it refuses to be pushed to its
limits like that of the drug addicts
in this mood I tend to write towards the side of
badly
giving up this course of destructive thought
soon I will do so gladly
but first I must get this poison out of my system
my emotions are strong substances and I can't
easily resist 'em
attitude plays a key role in this play of bitter
sweet battling wits
and sometimes the soul between the two gets
taken apart right where it quietly sits
in a fit of a pique I trip over my own rather
warped ego
in a subtle way I suppose that's its way to tell
me to take it slow
will I be able to come back to myself after this
betrayal in trust
between realism and theory I am left with nothing
but laughable lust
once again I am able to stop myself in the nick
of time
but only just............
(written April 30,1991 in the afternoon)