Everything
is everything else.
No two things
are more than one strained metaphor apart.
Truth in the abstract
is an unchallenged lie.
I am not your therapist
so have only a polite interest in your feelings.
There are some rhymes
that make me want to fucking kill.
Don't let anyone tell you
there are rules nor that you should break them.
Some things are obvious
but not to everyone.
Assuming you live long enough
these are the Good Old Days.
A repeated assertion
is not the same thing as a fact.
If you have to make a list
then it's too bloody complicated.
Comments
wandelaar | February 4, 2010 - 12:52
Thans for letting me know! ;-)
maddie4848 | February 6, 2010 - 16:17
really like this.. thanks.. have had trouble in the past with "tutors" saying my poems don't rhyme, scan or have right metre length... it has stopped me writing for a long time.. i just want to be free to write as i feel.. need this poem on my wall i think!!