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Why would it be any different than it was before?
Why? Makes no sense. This is the present tense
not the past. Nothing lasts forever or even lasts
a month sometimes. Crimes are committed every single
fucking day and I don't want to get in the way of them any more
and so why would this be any different than before?
It's obvious, apparently.
Some might be so scared of me
they can't proceed. I guess.
But any other conclusion needs to be put to rest.
Why would it be any different than it was before?
I implore you. Please answer. What the fuck am I doing this for?

because you feel you need to speak up

I have been encouraged
With what feels like divine beauty
Of all the places filled with light
Opening the heart and trusting
Instead of thrusting my needs upon
The often very sketchy unwilling romance story
Of two people loving each other

No one ever used to talk about taking the fun- out of dysfunctional-
ice cream
Belongs to the tongue
All the bells are rung
Chose what is more important
Under the beautiful sun

And the road twisted and turned
She kept looking at the window
Like a cat with those eyes
That saw everything
And was blind to the things she chose not to see
How free do you want to be?

Up ahead was the general store.. walking on the road of sand and cactus- view of
Coachella valley glistens below
She had been there
A thousand times before

flying solo
so low
the radar can't see me
I glide in and out
of connections
like a bat zooming
through an electric fan
some say
did I see what I thought
I saw
perceptions
same as reality
truth
ambiguous at best
write
write write
right ?

Write!!

Really love your groove
Not watching the tube as long as I can
Decided that I can write
Walk or bike- tired of the trite
Hot water
Sweet sunlight
Nothing better than tonight

Thanks, Judih... Yeah, I guess I needed to say something.

Thanks for the repartee ... Jana ... and Steve

I don't even know what this poem of mine means. I don't remember writing it. Sigh.

Dementia? Maybe. Or way too much weed.

doesn't matter why
the 'what' is fruit from the tree

Judih ... well I guess maybe the "what" worked on some level as the fruit fell off the tree since I got your response and also poems in reply. That's pretty darn cool! Thank you!!!!!

Seasons change
October summer
September autumn
The plum white
with snow in winter
Fresh is the smell
of spring

Re: "Why would it be any different than it was before?
I implore you. Please answer. What the fuck am I doing this for?"

An answer is never more powerful than the actual act that spurned it.

Why are you?
What is your motive?

Doreen wrote:
I implore you. Please answer. What the fuck am I doing this for?

For the banana flavored pellets?
During the ballistic flight Ham would watch a series of fl ashing lights and pull various
levers in sequence when the lights came on. A supply of water and banana-flavored pellets
was installed inside his chamber to reward him for his prowess on the levers and keep
him happy.
[PDF]The precursory flight of chimpanzee Enos - Springer
https://www.springer.com/cda/content/do ... 538-c1.pdf?...
The two Holloman-trained chimpanzees that would complete Mercury flights: ... chimpanzee got it right a banana-flavored pellet popped out of a tube near its ..