December 2, 2004
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Inappropriate (Rewritten)
The humor, the darkness
The stab in the back
The laughter so reckless
So daunting, so black
Once thoughts are in motion
I loose all reserve
And your unremitted devotion
Remains underserved
Persecution unfound’
Through fear, facts and fiction
Chastisement unbound
It’s unjust this infliction
Done have you nothing
My dearest friend
Yet time and again
You’ve swallowed this pill in the end
It’s so hard to change
I’ve often complained
These pathways of mine
Are too deeply ingrained
But I’m sorry my friend
It leaves no excuse
I’ve behaved rather badly
And I’ve seen this truth
Please forgive me
Comments (5)
wow…
I bet u are forgiven as soon as this is read..
I feel the sincerity.
((((HUGS))))
: ) hey there! thank you so much for the gift, i just opened the box yesterday to reveal my awesome new mt. st. helen’s glass! i meant to call you, but i called your other cell phone — i will try to call you later to personally thank you, but i just wanted to drop an advance ‘thanks’ for it! with all the work im stuck doing right now, it was super nice to get a gift — especially such a cool one, and from you!!!!!!! it was great to see you, hope all’s well back in the FL — i will be talkin to you soon!
<3 Lindsay
harsh but real…very real…
I just read the entire top paragraph. I was so enchanted by the fact that you’re playing with other forms of poetry, that I missed a big piece. Oh, of course you’re forgiven. I was nowhere near as pissed as I was the first time you wrote this. If I was, I would have told you to just F-ing go to Wisconsin….forever. You’re the easiest person in the world to forgive so I doubt that would ever happen.
By the way, I really love the Wishing Well one. It really is quite tasty.
RYC: Yes, I am very familiar with the Hurricanes. I lost my business to Hurricane Ivan. Thanks for stopping by.