Patience is a virtue that I, myself do not readily
possess
I live more so by the pen than by the virtual sword
I suppose I should be quick to confess
the burdens upon my mind make my thoughts difficult to
sort out
there for all the more harder to guess
and the issues that I choose to approach are not always
so wise to openly address
there is this lethargic like love that strains to grow
fondly within my newly broadened breast
distrusting forces resist all possible outside factors in
their lady like quest
perhaps my audience would be more understanding
if my emotions were not quite so improperly undressed
and if this affection I share with the page didn't feel so
close to that of incest
why, I would have to say that this is one piece I would
place in the category of 'my few but personal best'....
(written Sept 23,1992 am)