i wish i had the audacity
to admit to myself
how crazy i really am
but i am terribly afraid
that i am not abnormal at all,
and just have a better method
of understanding
and expressing my impulses
then i would
have to call myself a liar
Author notes
this is more for me than anyone else.
A contest entry
- this is an interview. by Diseased Mind.
700 points, ended October 30, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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That title, is the shizz. Seriously, best ever!
And I know exactly what you're talking about. Well, I don't want to say that in case I don't...but I think I know that feeling well.
Damn you expressed it perfectly.
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taking this poem as it stands without the author note or the aura of the contest, as a poem must stand on its own, there is an inherent irony here which you may or may not have intended ... your final stanza, set down one extra space for emphasis is where I find this: that all the other sheep, by implications, are liars, too, and are not really sheep at all, but following the lowest common denominator which their masters have assigned them too, and which, they haven't the attributes of stanza three to overcome ... none are sheep, some are stupid liars and some are enlightened liars, but only the black sheep understands this and in that knowledge becomes ... the fear, and the joy of the master ... yet
... the master knows the black sheep has the master's number to whom the attributes of the first stanza belong. the black sheep rules ...
don't ever let anyone tell you: "being strange is isolation" for in a world of second rate sludge thinkers, there is only life in isolation ... that is where love is found, if it is to be found a worthy love or life at all.
nice work
Moqui
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wow, great comment, thank you
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lol... you are so cute... as i read i was thinking of a little grumpy kitty... say abrupt meow at intervals... i know i make no sense... but i love this
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being strange is isolating
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