FLUSTERED FLIPPANCY

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writing keeps my pain in its proper perspective
behind every mystery you'll find a very determined
detective
there is a switch deep in the back of my brain
it gets turned on as I attempt to explain
my mind at times clutches at ideas so pathetic yet
quaint
into a careless corner
myself, I once again paint
to get away from a life that seems tedious and drab
gives call to the imagination to envision me a
brighter existence I take a lunging fencer's stab
lighthearted on the tale of a sham
even in this 'Flustered Flippancy'
I recognize a scam
through the walk of life
I think I would rather take the tram
it's life's unexpected 180 degree turns
that I verbally slam
I love being who I am
don't believe that I don't
because that's not it
it's the becoming uncomfortable within my
own skin that gets me where I sit
doesn't anyone else read between the blurred lines
what has been broken before is what now bemusedly
binds
the soul is a wonderful but baffling design
this piece narrows down the limits of what is left
that I still need to define...........
( written July 2,1991 in the am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

how we can only be who we are really and for me personally how writing helps me so much.

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