ghost

DavanitaDavanita Posts: 854
edited August 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Rediscovering everything
Like my existence was invented
But not fully contrived
Tell myself this is my home here
This is where I hide
This is where I care
For my little pet of pride
I could swear I was evoked
Or the product of revenge
Like life itself was my inventor
Like classified intelligence
Was broken so I can breathe
The irrelevance of reality
Is what being defines
I drowned at eleven
Was murdered at fourteen
And yet I am unspoken
Even more so unseen
What more am I
Than the ghost of previous life
Belong somewhere not here
Yet born from female fire
I cope through words
But only those I created
Those you speak
Are not of me
My brain will learn
To understand yours someday
But not today
No not today
Jon Stewart: "[about Russia's new president]...Dmitri Medevvvevv.... Dmitri Meh..... Dmitri M.! Or... as George W. Bush would probably pronounce it... Eddie Vedder."
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