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mynewplace ([personal profile] mynewplace) wrote2004-06-29 12:54 am

What is it?

What is this compulsion to expose ourselves? Why do we feel the need to write here, sharing those miserable moments when we're so certain we're alone, in order to feel not quite so alone? People often surround us, people who don't want in, who don't want to know you're alone, don't care, don't see, are alone themselves.  There are people surrounding us as well who often do care, yet we can't let them in. Never, no no no, they over react, they shame us, they tell us we're 'wrong' to 'feel', we 'should'nt', we 'can't', they 'won't' allow us to. Bastards. One and all.

How dare you insinuate that I'm less than what I am?  I could get snarky here, with the "I yam what I yam" stuff or even "Practically perfect in every way."  But as much as I snark, its true. Don't question my feelings. Don't discount them - and if you do - fuck you. I hate being so harsh, but after years of the bullshit, what else can you say?

So this is me. I got tired of completing 'profiles' and I refuse to take out a personal ad. I'd like to think I don't care if anybody gets me any more. But I"m so grateful that a few of you here do. And an even fewer of you want to know more.

 

I stand back and look

Long dark curls

Green eyes?

Blue?

Yes, sometimes.

They ignite with a sweep.

Try me

Hold a match in your teeth at 30 feet.

Lips that suggest with the slightest curve

Speak silent volumes of eroticism.

A slow easy smile

Great tits (I’ve heard THAT enough)

Quick wit - too quick - I can’t let a tease pass

Sweet-tea words soothe

Vinegar words burn and come all too frequently

That’s me.

Old men and old women

Look at me, they shake their heads and say

"If you had been born 30 years earlier"

"I don’t know what’s wrong with men today"

I smile.

"I don’t either"

As I walk away.

But a little chunky monkey

Will make it all better.

[identity profile] satinvalkyrie.livejournal.com 2004-06-29 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)
That was brilliant. I love it.

They ignite with a sweep.

Try me

Hold a match in your teeth at 30 feet.

Lips that suggest with the slightest curve

Speak silent volumes of eroticism.

Bloody Brilliant, babe.

Damn

[identity profile] sapphirescarlet.livejournal.com 2004-06-29 02:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Thanks. I needed that. Seems I always need that. I hope you're okay today. I hope at least one of us people we know *including large circle with outstretched arms* is okay today.

[identity profile] nemecic.livejournal.com 2004-06-30 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
I am afraid that I will repeat what SV told you, but great, brilliant and very expressive poem you wrote there... Love it...

Kisses
Nem

[identity profile] prettyclever.livejournal.com 2004-07-01 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
evil woman of evil,

Damn. *hugs* I have much loff for you.

You're too damn smart, you know. You and Liz both. *huggles*

-the golden god (tm)