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Guilt is a slice of humble pie

i feel guilty for the things that I do to obtain this world view.
and if the stars are boats under my breath,
then they are rocking hard and my lungs are swimming.

don't push me under the current if you want me to live.
I'll sooner be washed up on the shore, quenching this thirst
by sucking enlightenment out of the spaces between grains of sand.

I feel guilty for the things that I do to obtain this world view,
but every new desperate sigh brings a new face to this shape,
and in the sunlight I'll spin and twirl, creating reflections
that the masses will dance to, fight to, cry to, die to.


I feel guilty, but I'm not teetering.
I'm standing against redemption
with the fulcrum in its right place.

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Written July 25th, 2004

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  • pulsating
    October 17, 2004
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    all of this disdain.
    well this is a great
    piece full of drive.
    and compunction. take care~

    Olivia

  • Gary Bellia
    September 18, 2004
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    Dang good! I really liked it! This is the first I've read of you in a while, so I will now review all the other poetry you have written in the last couple of months. Keep it up!


  • Saoirse
    July 25, 2004
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    this is awesome! i dont know where you came up with the words to express that, but that perfect. keep writing you have a gift