That Poor Mirror

That Poor Mirror

A Poem by Davidgeo
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how do i get different creatures

to unabashadly show me their features

without stressful phrases or words that "play you"


and your emotive self?


intensely

(I come)

in an obfuscating way. . .

from an attitude born of tragedy

secrets, and scorched earth

(i respect the oxford comma)


this has blinded me


so how the f**k am i to see the world

"intelligently"

if i can't even see myself

"normally"

from the strangers within her

from anybody else

and the reasons we 'share'

or the pathology that drives us


so maybe nothing is fair

         for a living


it's how profit's are made

......

for a living


i am strange to me

some unwanted step child

i don't fully understand


another different creature

i can not fully see


at least, not truthfully


so, how hypocritical of me

obviously this an autobiography

disjointed and stupid


(it seems about right)


so maybe i talk to myself too much


as an exercise

it does complete me

and then leaves me

              at the borderline

with me, myself and all the self-abandoned


  welcome to nothing

and no one

welcome to self loathing

and the real world

(it's hard to ask yourself questions)

© 2017 Davidgeo


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Davidgeo
Davidgeo

Johnsburg, IL



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