peripheral me

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    peripheral me

     i was there
    i have pictures
    but i only remember moments
    in a cartoon flipbook kind of way
    a contact image every so often
    lost in the filmy pages
    of an artist's charactures.
     
    i was there.
    ok.. i was half there.
    summed up in cigarette smoke
    the wresting haze of hormones
    eyeing the pretty faces
    every smooth creamy cheek
    intimidated and lusting after
    those who spoke in calculus equations
    those who didn't seek out
    the karnal facets
    i always seemed to.
     
    i was there.
    and then i wasn't.
    glad to be gone
    but never as far away
    as i thought i'd be.
    what i was then
    i don't even know;
    there is no course
    no trail back
    to find out
    and i'm content
    with the pathlessness
    and the barely recalled
    animal hunger
    of that skinny girl
    who is no longer me.

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    federallawman commented on peripheral me

    06-02-2009

    So many things have happened in my life time, I try to remember but I only remember in bits and pieces. All that we have become has become a blur. But it defines our character. We don't always know why we are who we are but it is because of these blurs. I understand, very well put.
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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