Sartre, Existentialism and Me, Part II

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JerryPat2
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South Louisiana

0 posted 2012-10-04 07:23 AM

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racked by loneliness
giving into the illusion of youth
which only romance
highlights the black and white
down and dirty
street life held its charm for me
clinging to the words of brilliance
from the giants of existentialism
Sartre, Genet, Dostoevsky, et al
something to cling to
finally
totally and unafraid
after all
man is an island
after all
made sense to me
I'd been alone on my island
as far as I could recall
perfect theory of civilization in my muddled opinion
made my actions
if not justified, at least tolerable
remorse
I reveled not in remorse
nothing mattered
I was an island, don't you know
the women?
if they shed tears because of me
didn't matter
they were on their own private island
would've been better
if they'd understood this salient point
looking back
having bitter hindsight now
about something I only subconsciously understood
Marionette
young, her and I
much, much too young
both trying to chase our own special demons away
with marriage
didn't even attempt to make it work
Nanette
perhaps the most tragic
of them all
she was running
from her dark
she found me instead
from dark to darker she wandered
Dottie
the only one with as many
or more
dark secrets as I
she had
the iron resolve of demons
and the caring mercy of angels
that's probably why
we stayed together all those years
until her death

Sartre, Existentialism and Me
my crutch
my forever, subliminal excuse
until one day
I discovered Sartre, Existentialism and Me
was an abject lie

now it all makes sense
what I did
why I could not seem to stop
my demons had too many philosophical excuses
Sartre, Existentialism and Me

©September 15, 2012 / Jerry Pat Bolton

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

[This message has been edited by JerryPat2 (10-04-2012 12:20 PM).]

jwesley
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since 2000-04-30

Posts 7563
Spring, Texas

1 posted 2012-10-04 02:01 PM

"...my demons had too many philosophical excuses",

Ha! I can surely relate. I think my biggest demon is procrastination!!

Enjoyed my friend.

j.

JerryPat2
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since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

2 posted 2012-10-04 02:14 PM

Thanks, J . . .

Hah! My problem has never been procrastination, my problem always was jump in the middle of everything without considering I should be there or how to extricate myself from that leap.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

jwesley
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since 2000-04-30

Posts 7563
Spring, Texas

3 posted 2012-10-04 02:21 PM

Yeah ... I've a number of scars from those jumps too...(miss the good old days!!)

j.

JerryPat2
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since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

4 posted 2012-10-04 02:27 PM

As bad as it was, I miss some of those days too, J. Not many, but some.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

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