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Solitary Rambling 45

Professor Gloom
Member Elite

since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

0 posted 2007-01-16 08:10 AM

My life is but a keyboard,
Plastic letters to touch in communication
Spewing memories I hoard,
Or the vagueness of some emotion.
Shall I spill blood on the screen
With several slashes of a literary knife,
Ending some imagined life
Which may have been reality,
Just before this fantasy.
What of nightmares that invade my sleep
Disturbing me to waking
Reduced to counting entails of sheep
As reality crumbles to breaking
Leaving me tired to face reality
Downing cup after cup of coffee
To face frauds and phonies
And their family and cronies.
To drive
And drive returning to the same place
Where once they knew my face
To drive
And drive where now I am forgot
Where no longer comfort can be sought.
My life is a keyboard
Place memories to be lost and stored

Gloom

Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean

since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

1 posted 2007-01-16 08:25 AM

Professor,
I would try your key board if I could play.
Perhaps in my second childhood. LOL

LeeJ
Member Patricius

since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

2 posted 2007-01-16 09:45 AM

whew, gripping

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

3 posted 2007-01-17 05:58 PM

"To drive
And drive returning to the same place
Where once they knew my face
To drive
And drive where now I am forgot
Where no longer comfort can be sought."

I know it is not easy, but you express it well...

M

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