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I do not have the long, slender fingers
associated with artists,
nor the depressed, shadow-eyed aura.
I am not a tall, underfed recluse
or a dilapidated drunk passed out on opium
in the arms of an inexpensive lover.
I have no terminal illness brought about by my bad habits,
and I lack the seemingly critical element
of mental disturbance.
My love life, while not always blissful,
is not an overly-complex labyrinth of long-losts and should-have-beens.

In short, I lack the obvious, popularly familiar traits
that shape an artist

but do not doubt that the only thing I will always be
is a poet.

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Aderes18 said...
Apr. 16, 2011 at 9:08 pm:

Shout-Out to Oracle-of-Nonsense



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Aderes18 said...
Apr. 16, 2011 at 9:05 pm:
I love this one. One of my favs. wish I could tag it. :(
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SickImage said...
Dec. 15, 2010 at 6:51 am:

A poet you are!

I wish I could relate to you. Truth is though I am young, I've lived a fast and rough life. I am normal now (haha riiight) but I write about what I've gone through, and the changes that took place. Not many people understand my work. heh. Ah well.

Anyway, I happen to know a few people that can honestly relate to this. Don't stop writing! I love reading your work.

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