TWO SIDES

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    TWO SIDES

    Bury me,

    Trash me

    Look down upon me

    Love me

    Hate me

    Never explain a word to me

    Handcuff me

    Untie me

    Fight over custody

    Use me

    Discard me

    Lay down beside me

     

    Can you see the real me?

    See anything?

    Does it mean anything?

     

    Cut me

    Slash me

    Cut the heart out of me

    Uplift me

    Waste me

    Wipe up the floor with me

    Burn me

    Please me

    Find a way to keep me

    Spit on me

    Clean me

    Make you rely on me

     

    Can you see the real me?

    See anything?

    Keep looking

    Keep looking

     

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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.

    charlpntr’s Poems (14)

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    ding Still
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    Margins 0
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    Cold World 1
    Mona Lisa 1
    TWO SIDES 0
    REAL 0
    THE MUSE 0
    Living In a Liquid Word 1
    Still Life 1
    The Sensation of Speed 1
    OLD MEN CAN TIME TRAVEL 0
    A Coiled Knot 0
    ARC OF THE ARROW 1