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2008/03/25

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yer very lazy you know


no onthe contrary you can be late through speed
i work very hard
spinning my wheels
caring for the cairn the keep the upsake the tracked around wrens when I go down the sandymount beach dont you think I keep my lens with me? my Lens My Lenz My Lens.
that was the name of a poem, I wrot e for an about Susan Beaulieu, back then, when
I was desperately badly painfully in love deprived and suffered her about her, over
her, around her wanting her badly so painfully so refused accepted redeployed unemployed come back turned down accepted pulled wrapped in whirled over. yes. about her thighs
hips
haunched.
I saw her sitting there.

I was crazy.

I suffered and suffered and suffered and then some and more and later it went it went it went then it wold come back at times years later.
years
months. out of nowhere a hawk circling out the sky to kill me


then forgotten
refused I her
seeing her
I said
I don't know why I wasted my breath on you

~
I said that once,
I dont like that now.
it was a way back then

I wonder of that hurt and hurt disappointed humilated
came back haunted ruined other relationships


~

Who knows? I don't know. I don't know anything about relationships
except that now, now I know , I know with a fervent love
in my heart
that
they must be joyous

~
t hat the best are
that the best of me is ~




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I dont say that glibly
its hard to find
hard to keep
work to maintain
but once attained
the joy is strong
carrying it s own self forward
daily


You Dig?

(the secret is the big secret, is love is friendship)

ahahhahaa

Yes Mister D Verdana I dig


I do dig ~ ...