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Thursday, May 8, 2008

Feeling like a Long Blue Moan



I love: the art in and of expression...


I hate: limitations of any kind...


I fear: never having been *felt*...


I hope: there is a Heaven...


I hear: Music, all the time...


I crave: human understanding...


I regret: ever hurting anyone...


I cry: for abused children...


I care: so damn deeply..


I always: breathe...


I feel alone: in my solitude & dig it muchly...


I listen: closely to the lyrics of jazz...


I hide: my deepest pain from others...


I drive: some people crazy...


I dance: with each stride of my walk, yo...


I write: because it lets my soul sing...


I act: like a gentleman... most times...


I miss: the people I’ve lost...


I eat: new KNOWLEDGE...


I drink: vodka martinis, str8-up w/ a twist...


I learn: that life continues presenting new lessons...


I feel: I am a work in progress...


I know: a Creator exists...


I sleep: with dreams as constant companions...


I wonder: why I don’t have wings to fly...


I want: to heal.. .


I worry: about the future...


I have: a cosmos in me...


I fight: my insecurities...


I need: to purge sometimes...


I am: a human being w/one beak of song...


I think: I'll sing.


One.