My mind aches with a fever tonight My life has been laid out on the dissection table Staked out with pins for examination
A forensic analysis of my composition
It
seems
I
am
the subject of much discourse
You
discuss
me
like a
Philosiphying about
While
I sit
textbook
my existence
mulling of the reality of myself
I
feel I
am a monster
But could the Lord I evolved to some
create a monster
Or have
I
lesser
form
am ashamed of me
-JeweLeeRademacher
Your words
are
more
real then you,
they live and do things you never do. Vivid, colorful, full of promise
you never dream of keeping. I've tasted them,
even swallowed them whole. Living off of your words -wonderingif you live off them too.
-
Rhonda
S.
Mkr
