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suffer in me sweet and ache full kindness

sink me deep out of reach from such gaging blindness

I just thank GOD that my thoughts are only self

possessed

yet as I push forward my insecurities become sharpened

to the point of nearly being obsessed

near that to the border of someone to berate and blame

opportunity knocked and through the door of unbalanced

sanity illusion quietly came

and I stand here reducing myself to the title of

'Old Flame'

reality panders to a rather rude mistress

who recognizes not shame

there are still so many sentences left dangling in my

confused yet unforgiving head

perhaps these thoughts I've stumbled upon have given me

courage to divorce myself from these words I once

so long ago happily wed

there's a vein of not quite unconscious distrust

that runs deeply throughout the chambers of my traumatized nerves

for such honesty with myself this attempt at pensive

prose undoubtedly gets as good as it deserves

words can not yet kill you but I fear one day they

may just shall

I leave you now with this vein of discussion

laid wide open

for the empty soul of this pen informs me I must make

my way to once again prowl...............

( written Oct 31,1991 am)