You pay for the whooooooole
Seat but you only
Use the edge!
Jacques Cousteau
Without his flippers.
I see de feet
And zoe eye szay
Vhere am I Goingkah.
I simply do not know....
Although it is still a mystery to me
And yes
I can confess to you
My friends
At times a little scary
Yet who are we to resist ?
We can be anything.......
A an olive branch on de nile
Foating along effortlessly
Or contentiously
strong arming  the clock
Try holding back
....the hands.....

Vanity

Inevitably

the sands of time
will have its way
and burry you.
Would you believe me

If i told you I was a liar?
Ok...a fool?

Or......if you perverse.
A private ****
Without a clue.
Still groping
A closet pyromaniac
A star in this ruse.
I slipped and fell in love
Way to soon .
My life caught on fire
It hit me so hard
my soul bruised .
I wasnt prepared
I wish  there was some
Kind of a school for the young and naivete .
Of course i can
Say that now
Want and need are two
Different things
One comes from
Greed the other
Out of necessity
Same as fate and
Destiny
Buzz words
Sugar coating
Fantasy and reality
Desire and have to be
Let me give you
A small sample
I wish i didnt know love and hate
As fate would have it
Im an addict to both
Its disturbing
coexisting twisting each other
Alone And together they augment
My reality
Just like a bend in time increases with altitudes
(That is reality)
Which by circular reasoning
Gives us the illusion
Of gravity
(That is fantasy)
Truth is
My addictions would have found me anyway
Now the world is my oyster
And im withdrawing
Chasing what i think will
Heal me
Exciting and confused
I kind of dont feel the same way
......as when i first used ......
Then again
we probably never do
I hate being in a state
Of chasing a high from the valleys below cause when you fall ya got a long way to go
Injured and impaired.
I self medicate interchanging
Love and hate

which have drug me
into
My fate
so addicted with love
The catalyst and
The accelerant like a
Two part epoxy
Both in me rent the veil

Mingleg and congealed
Over time i think im healed
I fear its only temporally
Not knowing
Im made out jade and im afraid
The One that taught me how to live
Or told me what to to on this pilgrimage.
Is no longer here
And ive surpasssed in years
Im loquacious and full of laciviousness
A facade to stave off the tears and even though
I love being alone
I remember being
Madly in love with my reflection
Thinking vainly saying
Cant get much closer
To perfection
Now im in the gloaming and it bitterly been months since iv dawned a mirror
im lonely here

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