consider
the sweet honey
dripping like venom
from your lips
and you wonder I feel hurt?
Yes I feel petty
belittled
and ashamed.
I hate falling out of love.
Am I really so flighty?
So damn paltry?
But it hardly matters,
I know how I feel.
Oh America
horny tumult of ideas
sexy mass
you bitch
you have turned
you have changed
you have betrayed me
like a scatter of dry leaves
my dreams
have been picked up
and blown away.
bitch!
the truth indivisible:
the treasons of the patriots:
no man can own another
and no generation can own the next
I should forgive
kiss and make up
watch my TV, forget the row
but I am hurt
and petty
you said liberty is never granted
only earned
and you were right


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love blooms on Gather in the most secret places, little mousie
which reminds me of the verse of Robert Burns-- do you have it? the one to the little mouse? it's so lovely.
robert Burns, To a mouse
http://www.umiacs.umd.edu/users/ridge/local/mouse.html
sorry too lazy to hyperlink
sorry to introduce myself again with such an angry little diatribe but that's what spilled out today
Hiya Sandy - I'm impressed - you guys are realling sticking it to the powers of darkness and naughtiness these last few days - one minute I hate your country, the next I/m blown away. Just goes to show you can't believe everthing they say on FOX.
Wonderful piece Jim (I mean the poem) 10
PPS Whatever happened to "The Yes Man"?
Go to bed!! Anything looks good at three thirtyish.
I'm off to have my din-dins
Thanks for the link Mary - has been noted and will be visited when I have a full tum
Wow! What a powerful return, too.