Re-usables

Re-usables

A Poem by Marquise
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something i wrote as a response to a picture i saw...i want a turkey sandwich...random...

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There's a reusable fear inside of your left pocket.
It would be ashamed for it to be wasted so please
just do what it wants
It needs a home.

I'll take it off your hands but you'll owe me.
Most feed off other peoples disappointments...
I'll take an appetizer.
And I'll do what it wants...it needs a home.

Most use fear to fuel their dreams.
You use fear to fuel the luxury car we can't afford.
Because I never feel my own self worth in your arms
I do what you want because I need a home.

I wish I were disposable.
Fold the rest of my dreams in your reusable fear.
Hoping one day you'll get careless
Empathy your pockets...

Someone will discover the treasure in the trash...
Dis-guard the unreliable
Recycle my dreams
Realizing they need a home.

© 2013 Marquise


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"...just do want it wants...it needs a home." --Sorry. I am so in love with this piece I am compelled to tell you to fix that typo...

"I do what you want..because I need a home." --Welcome to my world ;-)

This is just fantastic, and your "About" business made me smile. I am so much better at writing than speaking. And hey, cut that s**t out...you ARE a writer. I say so, and I know what the f**k I am talking about...and I am always right ;-)

Well done, this.

-kimmer


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Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marquise

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much for finding that typo!! I will hang on to every word you said for dear life.
KAOlmsted

11 Years Ago

My absolute pleasure...



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"...just do want it wants...it needs a home." --Sorry. I am so in love with this piece I am compelled to tell you to fix that typo...

"I do what you want..because I need a home." --Welcome to my world ;-)

This is just fantastic, and your "About" business made me smile. I am so much better at writing than speaking. And hey, cut that s**t out...you ARE a writer. I say so, and I know what the f**k I am talking about...and I am always right ;-)

Well done, this.

-kimmer


This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marquise

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much for finding that typo!! I will hang on to every word you said for dear life.
KAOlmsted

11 Years Ago

My absolute pleasure...
Nicely worded, especially in the last stanza :)

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 11 Years Ago


Hmmm yes ... the fear which each one of us carries inside. Very topical piece and nicely penned by your creative words.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this poem delves into the nature of risk and success, first is fear, then risk,
then discovery, the meaning lends toward the idea that indivisuals set their
own boundaries, another words, why are some people drastically rich and
other people are drastically poor, in many ways, your poem brings the
answer to life, it is fear. artistic, informative, you hit the nail on the head.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Marquise
Marquise

Philadelphia, PA



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I don't consider myself a writer because I don't write often, but I have trouble putting words together when I want to express myself verbally. Writing is the one way I can do this successfully. I lov.. more..

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