UNEDUCATED APATHY

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JOURNAL #12

I am a woman of a great many words

call it if you will the curvature of an urge

as the spine of dilemma reaches far

of my many mental insecurities

I am uniquely true to par

lost say around the '9'

cursing in the sand

distance on this day cannot my worried hour

reprimand

so in this ever saddening scope of perpetual

boredom

perhaps therein lies yet a common thread of hope

like along with my fellow observer

the fair yet feathery spotted owl

my tree too, anymore

is not so remote..................

(April 7, 1994 am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

was feeling almost Emily like in this one...........Hey, I said Almost!

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