My roads

justam
justam Posts: 21,415
edited March 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Roles and parts and comprehension
my route to understanding is circuitous
I imagine if my brain has roads, I usually
take the longest option, scenic, but indirect
no freeway or thru-way for me!
nnaa ah, not usually
round-about, long and slow
lovely vistas
dark empty one-laners
poorly paved
it makes for some bumpy rides
who knows why my vehicle chooses
those roads?
maybe I secretly like maps?
better than most I know them
by the time I arrive
at least, I seem to have an
overview of the terrain
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  • likepilateihaveadog
    likepilateihaveadog Posts: 1,083
    Driftin, driftin, driftin away?


    ;)


    Thanks.
    Teamwork. Rawk. Pwnage. Infinite Possibilities. YIELD. Hells yeah.
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    LOL! That was not the point here! :)

    It was more about how I can never understand ANYTHING directly. If it deals with my feelings I have to go 'round about every-which-way but straight there. Every time.

    It's frustrating to me, but I think it's just how I eventually get to some truth. :)
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  • electronblue
    electronblue Posts: 3,503
    i adore this one, justam...~


    :)
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    "Forgive every being,
    the bad feelings 
    it's just me"


  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    eddie's Tone rocks wrote:
    i adore this one, justam...~


    :)

    Thanks 'Tone. :)
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  • kdpjam
    kdpjam Posts: 2,303
    justam, i think i travel the same kinds of roads, except i need written directions alot instead of maps ;]
    lay down all thoughts; surrender to the void
    ~it is shining it is shining~

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