love is just one of those funny little things
it's governed by everything from politics to in
the distant mid east crisis to whether or not
your phone invariably rings
it's not so much the rebuke that inevitably stings
it's the clear unacceptance in other s eyes
that being different often brings
there are so many facets to my soul left in which
to explore
it's so easy to compliment the work I so readily
defend let alone protect and adore
there's no acceptable excuse for the selling of one's
soul
remember, you can't give back what another once stole
I have this last minute feeling that I should empty
my head of all complete worthless nonsense
isn't it so very strange discovering that provocation
while tapping into once dormant thoughts can make you
wired and tense
I know that not of this world do I solely belong
so to put myself across the way I want to be requires
a mind that is well disciplined and creatively strong
inadvertently runs the risk of confrontation with what
the subconscious so adamantly doesn't wish to face
you can chase yourself only so far into a corner
before you realize too late that you're standing in
someone else s place
I take other people's words and adopt them as my very
own this knack AI have for literary recycling has been
a constant companion of mine as I've mentally matured
and physically grown
some people take a moment to wonder have I lost any
preconceived grip
I may lose friends, myself, my car keys but its highly
unlikely that I'll sometime soon lose my zest and zip
the journey I take you on via this page can be indeed
quite a scenic trip
all I ask is if you need to speak your mind please do
so with only an intelligent lip
and so I'm sure you won't mind as we go along on our
merry way if I return the courtesy and shoot straight
from the hip
after all it's my say to turn and have my say
so all the expected niceties between strangers
we can subtly slap............
( written Aug 29,1991 pm)