first read: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/hot-cold-mess/ by Kelly Rose*
do not we all, in varying degrees, follow the dance of impression management, projection arrangement onto the big screen set before us? as art imitates life, and life imitates art... completing a circle a cycle of sorts, our lives being both life and art you are you, i am me with raw material gifted uniquely to we and the rest being up to us?
Post script.
inspired by Kelly Rose, Hot Cold Mess... http://hellopoetry.com/poem/hot-cold-mess/ hers was no doubt a rhetorical question, but it got me thinking, something you don’t really want to do... and on this particular weekend, it being the first weekend of the new year, a time of deeper introspection than my usual weekend musing, this write, and several more, i am urged, no compelled to share, as an answer... of sorts, to her honest, question. i pray she forgives the intrusion.