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A poem

September 14, 2002 - 4:54 pm 1 Comment

Here’s one I wrote when I was 11 –

Nobody Can

Deep in a strange land,
Hidden by mist,
The Land of Nobody Can,
And Nobody Will,
I witness a man thinking
As Nobody Can,
And Nobody Will.
Thinking about
Thinking about
How Nobody Can
And Nobody Will,
And there I stand, glued
To the spot,
As Nobody Can,
And Nobody Will.

Last night I had a dream that M.S. and I lived together and we needed to move out by midnight, and she was trying to make me move all my stuff and her stuff too, and then I had to clean. I also had a dream that hub told me he wasn’t in love with me anymore. This morning I told him about the dreams and he urged me to seek therapy.

I had another dream about M.S. the other night that I forgot to tell her – she and her kids were coming to visit and I was getting the guest house ready for them but it was full of wasps, and as soon as I got rid of one, another one would show up.

Speaking of M.S., she sent me a get well present from my wishlist – the complete Schoolhouse Rock on DVD. What a sweetie. The 2 y.o. and I are loving it!

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One Response to “A poem”

  1. michigan Says:
    September 15th, 2002 at 12:31 am

    okay. dream #1: you are living vicariously through me. in the dream i am obviously d. and you are obviously me. me being the one who has to pack everybody’s stuff AND clean.

    dream #2: you want me to visit the ranch because it’s a special place to you. but you know i am scared of scorpions, black widows, and rattlesnakes. (and for the record, wasps.)

    xoxoxoxo