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COMMONS FOUND
When we were kids I hated you.
Your presence
Was worse than annoying.
Abrasive.
It was all I could do to resist
Tempting throttle.
Ignorance reigned supreme
Until action
Of my own
Pushed sodden boy
Out of his convenient life;
I was 24.
You were shaped,
Withheld social circumstance
And experience
In fear
Of pain and corruption of a simple soul.
Mother's plans paved the foundation
Of your nine circles, heated and molten.
Resistance ran course
Giving way to a man
Grown by heartbreak.
Two men,
Grown by heartbreak,
Raised with a country between them
Finally coming to terms
With dispelled perceptions
Of faded ideas.
Familial wholeness, Individualism,
Self help.
The non-existent screamed with rage.
I need you.
You are window
To the less explored parts.
The darker side of my desire to forget.
Two men,
Finally sharing common ground.
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Tuesday, April 6, 2010
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