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milk and honey
I hate myself and I feel so worthless
being brushed away quickly like dirt under a rug
and the road is long
and its surface tore viciously at my tires as I tried to push on
I felt unwanted in this land
so I dragged myself to the only place I felt comfort
and I stopped at a small house, a section of land
so I could think about how tragic I had become
this house where I grew up was where I once felt happy
but that feeling is gone
and instead I get drowned from rain
in rain and storms
but lots of rain
the late afternoon changed everything about the way he viewed her
she was so beautiful and slowly yet all at once
he could easily see how people are driven back to her bad lands
I love her and she is so precious
and the way her skin is a land of milk and honey
and I fell in love with the way her voice rattled on
like it was terrified of silence
and the way her hair flickered
like a bright fire that made a dome of yellow light over me
It was so beautiful
she was a beautiful spring
I was caught in the depth of her eyes
calmly trapped in color and dazzled by the clarity of the light
she was lovely beyond thought
and when I see her
my heart becomes a spraying fountain, a very explosion of aching
because I know she doesn’t love herself
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this is a found poem with John Steinbeck's "Travels With Charley."