Don't Presume to Understand MeA Poem by Robert EricksonEver feel like someone is just filling in the blanks about the things you don't know how to explain? Apparently, it pisses me off. But what doesn't piss me off these days...Don't presume to understand me. My journey for identity lies in a continious state of beginning.
How dare you presume to understand me? You only perceive what words I choose to emit externally.
When you dare to presume to understand me anger and frustration explode from the fountain of my personal being.
Even when you dare to presume to understand me my quest for fulfillment doesn't end. My process for identification does not prosper from your over analytical nonsense.
The moment when you dare to presume to understand me is only wasted amongst a million mediocre moments daring you to continue your arbitrary transient meaningless exhistance.
Why would you waste one moment when you dare to presume to understand me when I've explained how fruitless your labor will be, when I've given no applause, no patent for a successful endeavor.
Listen, don't presume to understand me. Got it?
Good. © 2008 Robert EricksonAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on October 3, 2008 AuthorRobert EricksonNear Monterey, CAAboutUndiscovered poet. I know entirely too much about computers... I like to read and watch documentaries and learn stuff and I'm a programmer. more..Writing
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