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April 17, 2004
SWIFT! Going Postal?
This was me...teenage cynic or teenager about to go postal, you pick. Ouch!
Cynical Poem #1
You'll have to show me the right steps.
I've never danced with a hero before.
Cynical Poem #2
I've been drifting too long
On the sea of opinion
Can't seem to find a thought
of my own.
(Seem to have had a problem with the media back then too.)
Cynical Poem #3
I'll love you forever
But dammit,
Don't track mud
On the carpet.
Cynical Poem #4
You' ve gained their love
Making the grade,
But when alone
You find that you've made nothing,
And it eats you
Until you're a smiling hollow.
Cynical Poem #5
I revel in your ugliness
Carefully cataloging each indescretion
Hoping that somehow
Your evil will become
My salvation.
Cynical Poem #6
You've taken the last brick
And thrown it on the rubble
That was once my sanity.
Cynical Poem #7
Your smile slaps my face
Like bright sunshine
On a hangover morning.
Posted by swift at April 17, 2004 3:49 PM
Comments
I vote cynical depressed teenager too smart for her own good. Mostly, I vote for you to shred and burn VERY CAREFULLY because I think that all your little nuggets here are really quite beautiful (some cynical, yes, but lovely nonetheless). I also vote that we need to go on a vacation....
Posted by: Kate at April 27, 2004 3:02 PM