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Click hereso what
if the shit I jot
doesn't speak your language
doesn't peak your gauges
and the dot
I spit
doesn't fly the most
tasteful of parables
I know what it is
and I know what it does
because I have
tasted the acid milk
of it's counterpoint craze
on my tongue
and felt the sharp edges
crash against the inner walls
of my sentient palace
searching for a loophole
or simply to smash open
a new door
so what
if you stare stumped
at my freewheeling words
unable to connect
unwilling to accept
that the reality of me
is through the looking glass
and beyond for you
and that I
when I read
is just as handicapped
as any insignificant other
and you
it is still not Utopia
no bloody Shangri-La
just a few dislocated notions
tossed out at random
in the deep vast abyss
that is your filter
along with the other's
interpretations
we all dive
and sink to the bottom
to be lost in the darkness
sometimes
and still
it's just me
and my three rows of keys
don't make
such a
big
deal
out of it
if you count the number line. And I recall an excellent 2 from you. Powerful rant, one for the critics and critiquers... lol. Very good.
jim : )
Loved this. Great expression to what I've felt, myself, from time to time. Thanks for this one!
always write for yourself..
We all think this, or at least try to think this, but never write it down.
nice job
Thanks for speaking our minds
: )
Thanks for the reminder that we write for ourselves. I sometimes for get that as a validation seeking creature. Bravo!
if *they* dont like it, *they* cant stick it..now, I like it, and if it fits, I just might....<weg> oh, never mind, you get the point!!!
~~I like it when you rant like a mad man~~