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Settling
if my world is a reflection
of my brain/mind
what a mess I must be
shall I aquiesce
or struggle against myself
is there even enough time left
to instill meaningful, discernible change
if I choose the latter
to aquiesce means a continuation
of the status quo
a sloppy house, car,
and certain personal habits;
laziness, relative poverty, mindless routines
yes, a real mess
being older (old)
I should have a clearer perspective
on these matters
but this kind of clarity has always
eluded me
at least I have a home,
a car, and habits to mess up
I'll probably settle for the option
of remaining who I now am
and who I've always been
while hoping to learn
to appreciate
the messiness
of my self created world
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Comments
Candlewitch
Fri, 2011-08-12 10:50
Hello,
Your poem made me think. I came to the conclusion that one must strive to better themselves, while remaining true to their core person. Thank you for posting this.
always, Cat
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brittle light
Sun, 2011-08-14 14:27
Cat
Yes, core survival, while trying to keep up with a fickle world of changing tastes and temperments, is imperative.
thanks for your time and thoughts
Al