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Monday, May 9, 2011

West Coast Disappointment

Blind Man
Hurt Man
More of a child than a Man.
You don't even know what a mess you've made.
How many people have you hurt?

Is it easy for you to live in a tunnel or on a mountain?
I could never be so alone with my fears and my paranoia and my guilt as you do.

I've cast so much energy out into you; and you've either gobbled it up or let it pass right through you.
I am sorry for you. Perhaps you don't see it, but you are your greatest enemy. You self-destruct at every chance.
But it's you who needs more kindness than anyone in this world. You just never ask for it. You'd rather suffer. And we give you hot coals to walk on because you feed us a lot of fear and egg shells.

I'm leaving this stepping stone out on the walk way for you.
I've never been so close before, and now you want nothing but to be as far away as possible.
I'm leaving this stepping stone in case you want it.
Maybe in the fall you'll see it's always been there.



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