They will all dominate you
she said
clasping down with her
knees
making me wish
she loved me
I actually wished
for all
of them to love
me and some did
and I was cruel
and I was vicious
and I attacked them
all with logic
I could get out of anything
and there was no pretence
to the truth:
I was guilty
not of sexual relations
but of emotional ones
and I thought of all of them
every single one of them
from first year
to those that I
can't even remember
their names
to the ones that
left indelible marks
I thought of every one of them
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you dirty birdie!
this one is stripped to the bone.
NICE.
acceptance is the key.
heh. no doubt. this is great, esp/partly b/c i know the story that motivated its writing.
bare yr soul. the only good poem is an honest one. (actually, that's not true, but honesty seldom hurts...!)
not 100% sold on the ending, though.
you're such a writer wolfboy.
sheesh
:)
but since we're peer conferencing here why not try
"I thought of every one"
p.s. someone been reading bukowski?
:)
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