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{June 16, 2009}   Hmmm…Poem today?

Why do I let your rhythm influence my entire existence?
How can I rely on you entirely?
When you were never there?
I say stupid things
Flippant things
Things that make it seem like you were no big deal
Things that make your quick stay like a weekend getaway
Like a joke.
Like plates flying from the walls
Daddy wasn’t there
Is my song.
I swore it was no big deal
But for some damn reason
I let it control me
Let it emanate
Like soaked in, left out, rancid milk
Like a waltz
In and out
Stomping over everything
Beating time forever.


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