WantA Poem by gypsy scribbler
I tend to want. Sometimes things. Mostly for things to happen.
It’s been bothering me, that I concentrate on the object of my desire and don’t notice other things.
But then those other things can sneak up on me, completely unexpected, and catch me by surprise. Boo! No time to mentally prepare, develop expectation or, God forbid, desires… Only pure perception - the most gratifying of them all. Thinking about that, I think I want to want. © 2017 gypsy scribblerReviews
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StatsAuthorgypsy scribblerAboutRecently started writing short pieces. Trying not to be too constrained by grammar and other such conventions. more..Writing
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