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[ NaPo 2018 ] Communications
ith people aren't easy
---never were for me;
words don't come and go
or flow as easily as poetry does
---finesse becomes fumbe
as spilt milk, toast
plates tumble
tabletop to floor
during dinner
conversation;
such a mess
I hope someday
to be better at it
It's what I wish for
---being free of this fucking
house bound banality;
talking face to face
and gauging expression
rather than feeling mired down in
inferiority's mucking abundance
always underfoot whenever I
stumble
Patient soul that you are
I believe your Love
bringing me up to speed
with what I desperately need
and have lacked thus far
compensating this entire time
behind stanzas precision
packed with rhyme
previous version
Communication
Interacting with people isn't easy
It never was
At least not for me;
words don't come and go
or flow as easily as poetry does;
finesse becomes fumble
as spilt milk, toast plates
tumble from tabletop to floor
knocked over during dinner
conversation. Such a mess
I hope to someday
be better at it
It's what I wish for;
being free of this fucking
house bound banality
talking face to face
gauging expression
not feeling mired down in
inferiority's mucking abundance
always underfoot whenever I
stumble
Bringing me up to speed
with what I desperately need
and lacked thus far, having
compensated this entire time
behind stanzas precision
packed with rhyme
I believe
in the power of your Love
and patient soul you are
for Ahavati with Love
💜
---never were for me;
words don't come and go
or flow as easily as poetry does
---finesse becomes fumbe
as spilt milk, toast
plates tumble
tabletop to floor
during dinner
conversation;
such a mess
I hope someday
to be better at it
It's what I wish for
---being free of this fucking
house bound banality;
talking face to face
and gauging expression
rather than feeling mired down in
inferiority's mucking abundance
always underfoot whenever I
stumble
Patient soul that you are
I believe your Love
bringing me up to speed
with what I desperately need
and have lacked thus far
compensating this entire time
behind stanzas precision
packed with rhyme
previous version
Communication
Interacting with people isn't easy
It never was
At least not for me;
words don't come and go
or flow as easily as poetry does;
finesse becomes fumble
as spilt milk, toast plates
tumble from tabletop to floor
knocked over during dinner
conversation. Such a mess
I hope to someday
be better at it
It's what I wish for;
being free of this fucking
house bound banality
talking face to face
gauging expression
not feeling mired down in
inferiority's mucking abundance
always underfoot whenever I
stumble
Bringing me up to speed
with what I desperately need
and lacked thus far, having
compensated this entire time
behind stanzas precision
packed with rhyme
I believe
in the power of your Love
and patient soul you are
for Ahavati with Love
💜
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