- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Sometimes
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Sometimes I feel like
the scum of the earth--
So dumb nothing could make me smart!
Sometimes I feel like
I'm a brick wall:
Hard, impenetrable and unyielding
To any force that would
reach my heart.
Sometimes I feel like
my heart is so fragile,
Easy to crush, vulnerable--
Like the shell of an egg.
Sometimes I cry bitter, hot, salty tears
For my ignorance, stubbornness--
Being so sensitive.
My tears touch the soft shell
of my heart,
Making it less vulnerable.
My tears soften and corrode the
hard bricks in my wall,
So that a spade--
not a hammer and chisel--
Are required.
My hot and salty tears
make my conscience smart
And cleanse the scum
that has blinded my eyes,
So that I can see that maybe--
JUST MAYBE--
There IS hope for me afterall!
