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Jun 2013
I think I have a problem.
( I know it’s hard to believe )
I think I have a problem
( I’m not trying to deceive )
Logic is the tool I use
( I work it out in my head )
Logic, truth and not a ruse
( Thru the day and in my bed )
My heart however, is in such a state
( Weepy, gushy, full of *** and vee )
My heart disrupts my logic rate
( My head wonders what may be )
It happens to me night or day
( My heart powers the words I need )
My mouth voices what my heart must say
( Disrupted logic, it will not heed )
At times it seems I blurt things out
( And blurt them I sure did )
Taking time to think, is down the spout
( I’ll say things I should have hid )
Please remember why I’m the way I am
( I know it’s hard to see )
For my heart, it is the problem
( I’ll warn my head of what may be )

Dan Gray
Sorry to be 'gone' for so long.  First my laptop fan died and 'then' my hard drive started to fail.  Talk about a scramble to save things.  My poetry thank all the Muses is copied over on 3 other hard drives and 2 memory cards so that fear of loss wasn't there.  Now to start catching up on what you have done while I was out of it  ;-)
Dan Gray
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Dan Gray  Nova Scotia
(Nova Scotia)   
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