In our abstractness,
our "good intentions",
our pretentions to save them pain,
we have dug ourselves
our graves.
Letter to an imaginative thyroid gland
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Dear Ms. Gland,
I hope this letter finds you in the
pink
of health
Or at least a few shades
closer to happiness
than you were
after our Monday meeting
that...
11 years ago
I like but I don't know if I agree ...
ReplyDeleteyeah... i don't agree either actually :) just something I wrote on my phone one night... then thought might as well keep it... in fact, am not even sure if i like it :)
ReplyDelete|After life|
ReplyDelete(In our abstractness,
our "good intentions",
our pretensions to save them pain,
we have dug ourselves
our graves.)
And even in our graves
we are struggling
to create comfort
for "them" for "us".
a second chance, anyone?