FOREVERMORE, NEVERMOREA Poem by manchilld99I’m love-tired now, but so well groomed, shaven clean of deceitful wrong-word edges: The too facile ‘ever,’ Rough, abrasive ‘never,’ Silly, solicitous ‘forever.’ I’m too love-wearied for being “Mr. Right” now. And I’ll only be “Mr. Right Now” only if and only wherever we each keep the right to sever and never have to promise 'forever.' © 2010 manchilld99 |
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2 Reviews Added on August 11, 2010 Last Updated on October 13, 2010 Authormanchilld99rochester, NYAboutI write poems and stories, and have broadcast a blues show on the radio since 1982. I am from Harlem, currently live in Rochester, NY, but have been around. more..Writing
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