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“Insanity?” insanity.... what is that? I haven’t a clue. I’ve always been the way I am. I don’t know any difference. In your absence, I’ve begun talking to myself. The arguements can get quite heated. I have whimsical delusions of love that are very real to me. Sometimes while I sit rocking staring at your picture... (The new ones - not the old, my love is not of a memory) A wall of motionless trepidation flies by. But how could that possibly be? I know the difference between delusion and reality. I remind myself of this often too, as naked tears stream down my face screaming to be heard... Each moment becomes a maiden voyage No pun intended. The hair just raised on the back of my neck I hate that! SShhhhh....... listen. DAMN! There goes my heart breaking again. The jury is silenced with their disbelief Another injustice done Incisive bargaining failed miserably... Ha! Was that your best shot? ...careful now... don't rock on the cats tail. OOPS! Time for my medication. |
Additional Notes:
Irregularities in capitalization are intentional. The line "Each moment becomes a maiden voyage
No pun intended." is in reference to my pen name and there is no reason anyone here should understand
it out of my website context. Thanks for reading.
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