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Realizations & Revelations
Hard steel isn’t the only way to forge.
I can squeeze softness,
and smile in the mirror.
This well traveled road
doesn’t bode well with me.
Slowly learning to be genuinely
Guinness mistress,
bar maid with the tits spilling out.
More, hungry, milquetoast filling out
the proper paperwork.
It’s different than it seems,
like a dairy diary,
full of creams.
Eat me, and grow taller, wet,
drink me, and grow smaller, yet.
I can squeeze softness,
and smile in the mirror.
This well traveled road
doesn’t bode well with me.
Slowly learning to be genuinely
Guinness mistress,
bar maid with the tits spilling out.
More, hungry, milquetoast filling out
the proper paperwork.
It’s different than it seems,
like a dairy diary,
full of creams.
Eat me, and grow taller, wet,
drink me, and grow smaller, yet.
Published 9th Jul 2022
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2nd Sep 2022 2:19am
And here’s the rub: those feelings are universal, in my experience. I’m pushing 80 and I still can relate. Ditto for my g/f. Good writing. Keep on creating.
2nd Sep 2022 2:27am
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