You think you can define me
Your name must be Webster

Blanket statements

I have more than one gear
Multiple settings
Complex configurations

They are not for you to
Tamper and tinker
With

They’d be simple
If you asked
They’d be simple
If I told

You assume much
Based on
No observation
No study
No inquiry

You assume much
Based on
Someone else

I continue to
Do and be
Me

While you remain confused
Surprised by my actions
Baffled by my words
Perplex by my expression

Since you won’t ask
Since you assume you already know
Ill only say

You never saw me
You only assumed you did
You never heard me
You only assumed you did


You never knew me
You only assumed you did

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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Some place quiet
peaceful

Preferably
I would like to
Walk
Or maybe
Ride a bike there

If I have to drive
I think too many people might know about it
It has already become too popular
Its purpose
The reason I would have went there
has already been defeated

I’m not trying to give an impression of exclusivity

Sometimes

I just want to be alone

In a place where
I can take a book
Read for hours
I can take a pen and note book
Maybe my laptop
Write for days

I’d bring my headphones
Or
Listen to nature’s symphony
A radio would be too much
Too loud
Not something I would want to carry

I won’t do what I did to my last one
One became two
Two became a few
A few
For me
Became too many

I won’t tell anyone
Ill just leave a note,

Gone fishing

Be back
Sometime between
Now and Then

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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What I lack in
Monetary means
You
By far
Lack in depth of soul

Your mind is filled with emptiness
Who slapped whom
On that (so called) reality show
How to tell
Real designer labels
From
Fake designer labels

The possessor of everything new
Until a newer one comes out
Regardless if the old new one
still
works just fine

The finer things in life are always expensive
The worth of a man is ALWAYS told by their clothes
Or
The car they drive
Or
The neighborhood they live in

Shhhh

Don’t say this out loud

Even
The darkness of their skin
Or the region their grandparents came in

Yes you
You’ll be young forever
As long as modern medicine can help it

Yes you
You’ll be forever in
As long as you keep company with a certain type of crowd
Agree with the thoughts of a certain few that claim you as
But not really
Kin

Loved by many
You are
Hated by more than what you think are few
You are

What about you

If and when you ever
Seek reflection
Look for me

Sincerely
You

The you
You forgot about

The you
That got you there

The you
That you left here

The you
That keeps you up at night

You

I am
But
I don’t think you’ll understand

You

Haven’t been

Me

In a long time

If you saw
me
I wonder
Would you recognize
All that you try to hide
All that is

You

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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