A FRESH CONSTANT

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JOURNAL#7

since he has pumped up his pecs and polished his charm

every female heart within a fifty mile radius is under

siege or possible harm

he is a man you can't readily define

but if he can't stop being everyone's man

I sure as hell don't want him to be mine

plucking at my costly collected courage I ask him

self consciously to dance

he looks like a sure fired opportunity that's just

waiting to take a chance

surely not all former fools flail in their apparent

needs

even the devil himself is occasionally cursed by his

own dastardly deeds

and every suffered soul that is caught up in its pain

bawls as it bleeds

for there is little or no pity offered to the passive

one who pleads..............

(written June 9,1992 pm)

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