THE PUSH

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    THE PUSH
    I guess I must of thought

    if I pushed hard enough

    you could make me walk

    and I so wanted to run



    if I could just make you see

    then you would know what to do

    if anyone could fix me

    it would have to be you



    not thinking for a moment

    if you were up to the task

    consumed by my pain

    I forgot to ask



    eventually I pushed

    you to the edge it seems

    I saw you on the ledge

    but didn't hear your screams



    so now please forgive me

    for being so blind

    for I see a distant image

    inside of my mind



    of the person I long for

    that I used to be

    when I look at you

    is staring back at me


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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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