Ongoing PercularityA Poem by Greg
You're really pretty strange.
The way others speak of you. Without ever really knowing you, Or having spent time in your presence. Often they talk at you, then listen to you speak. But seem to hear words different from the ones you spoke. Strange, quite strange. Though, it seems to work well for you. Whatever you take or say. whoever you bruise; metaphorically or literally. Is transformed them by some act of inner god, to acts which sanctify the passion that you inspire. That passion which sparks bonds, matrimony and procreation. And yet it seems, as songs has often said, you really are forever. Even if you are not with them forever. © 2016 Greg |
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Added on November 7, 2016 Last Updated on November 7, 2016 Tags: love, poem, life, pain, loss, romance, philosophy, satire, anthropology Author
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