Venting really, but I’m not happy with the poem yet, some tweaking to do
[watches you silently]
A moment in the life of Curt
Repetitive patterns of emotional disturbance…
I deliberately stepped out of life once, not too long ago. And then… for some reason, when I thought I was stepping back into it, my heart wide open for the oncoming world… I realised I wasnt… I stepped back further, life by proxy, through the firewall of soul protecting cynicism, cleaned up by the anti-cynicism firewall…. But where do I stand? Do I take a step forward? Back into the world of protected, walled in me? Or two steps and get slaughtered?
[smiles] go where you’re comfortable doofah, and stop trying to be all things to all men (and women!). Looking for my niche… has anyone seen it?
Rant… [nods] what else can I say?
For sam hehe, she wanted a poem about choccy
Lol, poor sam got disconnected, had to attack 🙂