Tender as Sanity (Revision).

 


"Let's get really fucked up and full of sentimental despair and then finally decide life,

despite every heartbreak and anguished cry, is worth each pulse and breath."

― Jim Dodge

 

You have taught me so much...

But the truth is for others to find...

Not because I am selfish but because as Mary Poppins would say

"First of all, I would like to make one thing clear: I never explain anything."

However, in my case, the truth is as sour as a green apple, and it wakes me up.

I may be the shadow of the light that I seek, but I only paraphrase you out of respect.

You have taught me so much...

still, I have so much to learn.

An economy of style with the public domain honest-to-goodness moral truth.

With a desire for my life to be as much of a poem as what I decide to put down on paper.

 

I have a hard time writing this because most of what you have said in casual circumstances

Is the good news that those born again Bible smacking,

"he gave me grace, so I slap him in the face."

"Christians" could not comprehend.

Tender as sanity, but we won't go down without a fight.

When the time has come, I will join in the chorus of a hymn in memory of a dream.

That the whimpering of the prophecy was a mistake.

and we will avenge our broken spirits by shattering the iron maiden we call

"the cycle of birth and death."

They will fear our battle cry, the golden oldies that we scream

but still tender as sanity with our broken dreams...

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