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unfairness seeps into the timeless desires of my

flailing secret hopes

a once cherished wisdom

grows sullen in the wet paper bonds of a nearly

agonizing remorse

I am bathing in my own aimless solitude

the salty water from a stronger wanting

washes the smallest doubts almost clean

the true self, softens just a little more

the longer she is able to go unnoticed nor seen

vanish in me such gorgeous fantasies of a

trusting old

take your romantic bright rays of blind longing

off with you to another hopefuls well lit door

for I will never likely experience your joyous

brilliance

what I have now, is just what I have

no less, no more

just what time has left and allotted to me for

a vague, dull and mildly inspired constant

that struggles even to carry me on a slow yet

none too thrilling ride through this poorly

chosen path I lead

quite obnoxious is my emotional greed

so what, if I don't get much of what I dearly

want

I suppose I have some of what I really need

and I don't mean a damn automatic dishwasher

either...................................

(Oct. 6,1995)