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I’m just making myself do this And I’m not sure why I guess it could be beneficial Sometimes it is But sometimes it isn’t The fleeting nature of the majority of my feelings Is a constant and nagging concern I fall in love with most things the way I do with poetry and women The fall is violent Exhilarating Exhausting The passion and excitement of the fall become inseparably intertwined with the reality of my daily experience Enveloping me minute by minute and dominating my thoughts my actions I am Neruda Until I begin to sober up I continue to drink both in With the ferocity of an alcoholic So the source of this sobriety eludes me Perhaps the beauty of women and the beauty of Poetry are fleeting by nature Making their brief ecstasy all the more powerful Perhaps the sudden disinterest reflects On my character But, there is no time for these thoughts Because for now I am in love With her And with Poetry And I want to enjoy the fall
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
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I’m just making myself do this And I’m not sure why I guess it could be beneficial Sometimes it is But sometimes it isn’t The fleeting nature of the majority of my feelings Is a constant and nagging concern I fall in love with most things the way I do with poetry and women The fall is violent Exhilarating Exhausting The passion and excitement of the fall become inseparably intertwined with the reality of my daily experience Enveloping me minute by minute and dominating my thoughts my actions I am Neruda Until I begin to sober up I continue to drink both in With the ferocity of an alcoholic So the source of this sobriety eludes me Perhaps the beauty of women and the beauty of Poetry are fleeting by nature Making their brief ecstasy all the more powerful Perhaps the sudden disinterest reflects On my character But, there is no time for these thoughts Because for now I am in love With her And with Poetry And I want to enjoy the fall
solomon-sverdlovski
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
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