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THE UNSTRANGLING OF MY DISPOSITION
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JOURNAL#18 feeling too pushed
the mothball evening
boasts a forbidden game
like flesh and culture
tossed to the unforgiving rug
I now can only recalled passion
yet overly self damned is thee
who becomes bogged down in such
society thats of shimmering shame
in the careless spending and giving
of one's self
no one allows to the full degree
their more true desperation to show
its a bloody gang rape of the mind
yet still such unremarkable fools
gobble up all that foul stinking
garbage from the proverbial get go
where as some on the other hand
merely nibbled so very lady like at
the edges
their true natures veiled like ravenous
sharks on the hunt
among a school of unsuspecting dolphins
I think of the entire dirty lot of 'em
they were by far most dangerous
for it was their eyes that held the most
appalling look of shock
a look that had been practiced often
enough that it gave the unobservant
on looker that initial shallow impression
its too bad that they were found out so
early in their subtle play
after all
for only so long
can one cry, laugh and pretend
but when its all over for everyone
that's the end.....................
(May 4, 1998)
