okay i have been absolutely swamped this week and last week- my manager is out of town on vacation and things have been bananas! i haven't had time to blog - but i wanted to letcha know i am still alive and breathing! so here is a poem a wrote a little while back - you might have read it before - but trust me i have probably tweaked it a few times since then....i just can't help myself.....lol....please enjoy and i will write an update later about life's happenins! i hope every one has a happy 4th of July (happy birthday Gina and China)!! we will be doing the FAM thing as usual - pickle juice and mel are in town - so we got to hang with them - OF COURSE! shnookums is fabulous as always - he is such a ham and what a cute little personality he has blooming!
until next blog.....Peace Forward and BE BLESSED! xoxxooxoxoxoxox
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WHO
who am I really = who are you = whose behind my conservative flesh = who hides behind your obvious smile = who dances naked in the dark behind closed but slightly cracked doors = I’ll let you watch for a little while = if you ask me = don’t ask me why I do this = keep those thoughts to yourself = I do this because I am autonomous = wide open language that interprets my many moods = my orthodox eyes hold many surreptitious whims that are without a doubt unknown to you = developed in me = do you babe and I will do me = my recuse of everyday moments leave me in a “I can’t wait for tomorrow” state of mind = my thoughts are legit in my skin = verified in my ability to write the word of my wants = my necessity to create origination in my innovation = a crease in a new sheet of paper = another wrinkle on my soul = where are yours = can you see me for me = or see me as I present me = how do you present you = do I even know you = peel away the layers of each of my characters individual outfits = buy a new coat to cover your true emotional validation = I carry my reputation in my mouth = can you hear it = don’t cover both your ears = you might miss what I am about = don't close your eyes and blink = you might lose sight of me = I could vanish quickly = my contemplated wonders sink deep into my chambers of complex features that edit my untold stories = I critique my completed paragraphs of unfinished replenished contraptions = I hold them for later = I share them in rations with you = with them = I swallow the crumbs of my leftovers and keep the digesting to myself = ramifications uphold artificial felicity in my handshake on life = misery loves company = not quite = take your tribulation somewhere else = don’t share the woe is me with me = I am not intrigued = engross my turned on mind of many infatuated situations I hand out in small doses = your waiting for another hit = I can see it = lay back and I will let you borrow it for a minute = or two = wrap my intelligence in your arms = embrace my mentality in your adopted grace of demureness = my shy humility is timid and reserved = don’t break it’s meekness protected by unbreakable walls = don’t hammer me = except me = question is can I except you for excepting me as I am = I sing while no one is listening = make up my own words of compliance melody out of pitch = a little off key = I am not a karaoke sistah wanna be = I am real = are you as real as me = or do you just pretend to be = can you shed your winter clothing and show me your birthday suit of who you were planned to fashion and walk the runway of this very planet = can you undergo this universe with me = participate in each taste of vulnerability that presents the undecided passages we eat = contemplations of identity rest on our tongues = waiting to be washed down with a glass of cold reality = we stuff ourselves full of bulimic purges until we are empty again = starting over = can you start over with me = can you touch me without physically touching me = kiss my passionate longings without disappointing me = will I disappoint you = can you drive my intellect stick shift stimulation with out crashing = can you stay by my side without passing or smashing into my un drama like visions I imprison without parole = don't cause me any drama man = do you think you can hang = can you strengthen my fait and exhilarate my soul without pushing me over the edge = who am I really = who are you = who hides behind my inviting smile = whose behind your conventional flesh = is this just a justification in protest of the quest to test us and confess...
© AEP 2006, 2007
HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!!!
