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Purgatory and Other Conversations - 3. Poem Three: Portrait

 

Portrait
 
bye Bugeye 
 
 
 
Compromising
Compressing doubts
Press against
This wound of thought
Paranoia pariah priapic
Pyramid
Picture perfect
Me
Something light hearted
Smothering middle of the road
Something bright started
Spinning out of control
Splattered like a hole
Something fright with fraught
Delighted
Something naked
Me
Born
To be worn out
Growing
Too much too slow
False potentials
Visionary mode
Just another laundry load
Panic planet piecemeal
Appeasing this peaceful fantasy
Peacock
Me
Blank bland bent
Sent to be 
Seen to be
Impossibly
Cantankerous
Out rage the fussing
Speck pecking details
Of home bound
Me
To be so young
For so long
And to be so old
So soon
Is the way it has been
Since it all begun
And finally
I’m done
 
 
 
 
July 3, 2012
 
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no, you need to stay with us a while longer. I'm glad you did not do what you were complementing.

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On 10/13/2013 02:51 PM, AC Benus said:
no, you need to stay with us a while longer. I'm glad you did not do what you were complementing.
Thank you again :P

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