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Looking At Me
Freely admit being the most flawed
person I know, which is easy
as I would like to think
I know myself better then
I know others
My haste in crafting a generalization
about not only how others
perceive me but how I see them
has led to hurt and misunderstanding
I could blame the bipolar diagnosis
in my twenties but that would be
a cop out
instead at my best I look for
evidence that my inferences
are based on reality
For my assumptions not only
come into play in terms of
close dyads but also
political exchanges
Most recently my belief that all
the people in a shared political party
had core values that distinguish
them from others
The election of 2016 showed me that
is not necessarily true for many
of the people who applauded
my efforts in helping everyone from Jesse Jackson
to Al Gore, from Patricia Schroeder to
John Edwards, have directed some
of the most vicious wordage
For backing a candidate not formally
a part of the clan though he routinely
caucus with the same party and
has a voting record as progressive as
anyone's
On a more personal level
my romantic life is pretty much
ancient history since moving to Oregon
one woman willing to spend time
at Valentines' Day but then rejecting
even a kiss claiming avoiding germs
Another insisting I was gay because
I wasn't responding affectionately enough
on our first date and expressed a
hesitation to be involved with tobacco
smokers
The most recent exchanging messages
on Facebook and then accusing me of invading her space when making
an inquiry related to a poem I had in the works
So I deemed myself as unlovable at least when romance was concerned
still do but now finding solace
in the time spent alone
Taking solace in the words
in Henley of Don:
"I wallowed in the springtime now
I am welcoming the fall
for everyone who helped me start
and for everything that broke my heart
for every breath, for every day
of living this is my Thanksgiving"
person I know, which is easy
as I would like to think
I know myself better then
I know others
My haste in crafting a generalization
about not only how others
perceive me but how I see them
has led to hurt and misunderstanding
I could blame the bipolar diagnosis
in my twenties but that would be
a cop out
instead at my best I look for
evidence that my inferences
are based on reality
For my assumptions not only
come into play in terms of
close dyads but also
political exchanges
Most recently my belief that all
the people in a shared political party
had core values that distinguish
them from others
The election of 2016 showed me that
is not necessarily true for many
of the people who applauded
my efforts in helping everyone from Jesse Jackson
to Al Gore, from Patricia Schroeder to
John Edwards, have directed some
of the most vicious wordage
For backing a candidate not formally
a part of the clan though he routinely
caucus with the same party and
has a voting record as progressive as
anyone's
On a more personal level
my romantic life is pretty much
ancient history since moving to Oregon
one woman willing to spend time
at Valentines' Day but then rejecting
even a kiss claiming avoiding germs
Another insisting I was gay because
I wasn't responding affectionately enough
on our first date and expressed a
hesitation to be involved with tobacco
smokers
The most recent exchanging messages
on Facebook and then accusing me of invading her space when making
an inquiry related to a poem I had in the works
So I deemed myself as unlovable at least when romance was concerned
still do but now finding solace
in the time spent alone
Taking solace in the words
in Henley of Don:
"I wallowed in the springtime now
I am welcoming the fall
for everyone who helped me start
and for everything that broke my heart
for every breath, for every day
of living this is my Thanksgiving"
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