Sunday, April 25, 2010

I like cheese. Sometimes.

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FIGURING OUT FIGURING IS DUMB

I'm trying hard
Not
To ruin this.
Again.
It's never what it seems.
Only occasionally what I need.
Elusive lover,
Essential to happiness,
Purpose,
Sanity.
The harder I try
The more painful it becomes.
Now, perhaps
For the first time,
I will deny myself
Indulgence.
Indulgence of the fraudulent claims
Urged by insecurities' icy hand.
Go.
Move.
Words made hollow
As here and now
Are their successors.
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