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Defence of a Hedonist (or a Student)

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Seaangel
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since 07-27-99
Posts 172
Auckland, New Zealand


0 posted 12-06-1999 03:27 PM       View Profile for Seaangel   Email Seaangel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Seaangel

I have money - I feel important.
I spent it all on food & buses.
Living off the government & so
off the taxpayer (& so off myself)
is easier when I recall
I will be in debt
all my life.

I write verse in Auckland cafes,
watching people & feeling normal.
I buy coffee more & more lately,
I like the cream & chocolate sprinkles
& glossy glowing cups.
When I can I sit outside, the sunlight
or wind births my skin.

So I skip some classes -  sometimes
I am tired of trying
to be alive, sometimes darkness & winter
without rain is my curse.
When I am alive I know everyone
in the room, if they see me or not.
Williams' cat & plums pull up a chair
& ghostly hair & wetten their places.

Words can sing, be colourful, be
any kind of art & still be language.
If I live, my skin is open & I see things.
I used to want to be deaf
but that was for the attention.
How could I concentrate on anything
if I had twelve senses?

I would like a lover but this way
Nothing is forced on me.
I would like to be a voyeur of the world,
if I wasn't in it.  Right & wrong
are guidelines, a social contract
I signed, but never read the provisos.
I can enjoy a stained glass window
in peace, but if I say
"My aim is pleasure"
armies of guilty voices

inform me of morality, responsibility,
& prestige.
But I ask you, if morality is a pleasure,
happiness is a pleasure &
punishing yourself is a pleasure
(sure a sick one)
are you a hedonist?
© Copyright 1999 Angela King - All Rights Reserved
Severn
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since 07-17-99
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1 posted 12-06-1999 06:12 PM       View Profile for Severn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Severn

Not the normal fare my friend - but then I wouldn't expect it of you.
hey - we have to go to Starbucks for a hot chocolate OK - cause we all know that Auckland cafes are just the best!  
 
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