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I can wash it from my mind....with the swift stroke of a brush....
I can shutter all the windows......hang up blinds of tattered plush...
I can act as if indifferent......I can make a joke of it....
I can laugh and sing and dance as though I didn't care one whit
I can play tunes on the keyboard, add a trill....new melodies...
I can sew some scraps and patches to a quilt of words...some please..
I can smile, talk with my neighbors...love my family and friends....
I can find shells on the beach.... listen to the sea-song's blends
of colors, sounds of harmony, of life that heals and mends.....
I can ponder...
.I can squander....
..I can seethe
...I can breathe
....I can.......
...........take a rock and skip it.....
...........take a coin and flip it.......
pretend it doesn't matter.......
.getting madder than a hatter.....whilst puffing like an adder
or a bear with a full bladder, looking for some woods to splatter....
or a sing-song, ding-dong duckling
who won't cry...
just keeps on chuckling.....
if I think of you.......then feel it....
all this peace is shattered.........
steal it........
from the recesses
where you still dwell..........
I wish you love..........and I'm in hell.............! !
delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
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