BygoneA Poem by HebeI wear binoculars, seeing beyond my vision and dance on a tight rope, dangling one leg in the wind my mind plays tricks and tries to tell me what to do I drift in and out of the obsolete no reason to stay there, nothing good resides in that cesspool! midnight hides my scars thats when I discovered the dishwasher I just stuffed everything in there with the promise everything would come out sparkling truly the mind is ever so powerful but only if it's in manual ... power steering is cheating you might as well take a valium or two or three... I hear myself laughing, let me tell you, it feels good I delight in my own skin I adjust the heat from the sun, no more getting burnt! I can ask for six olives in my Dirty Martini my skip has a jump in it.... it's ok I can say that if I want! yes, my dues have been paid .... at least for now! © 2018 HebeReviews
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Added on February 26, 2017Last Updated on January 17, 2018 AuthorHebeNJAboutMy passion is dancing Argentine Tango. It takes a minute to fall in love with it and a lifetime to master it. It is elusive & addictive. It is obsessive & blissful. It can take you through a rainb.. more..Writing
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