With each stanzaI strive for an upswing –idle thoughts leadingto a crescendo… But exhaustion plaguesmy try, and fog coloursperspicacity, so my wordsland low, goal in limbo (Image my own)
An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
SAY WHAT?? that is just too funny. I wonder who thought that one up! 🙂
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Can’t remember where I saw it, but it struck me as funny
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Oh…LOL! 🙂
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Glad I made you smile
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This is amazing! I took a moment to make the connection but then I did and I had to swallow my coffee quick! 😂😂💕
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Ha ha – no nose snorting I hope.
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No Thank God. Wasn’t ready for that burn!
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