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La Idealisto
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La Idealisto |
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Philmont Member
since 2004-01-10
Posts 61 |
If what I am about to present to you sounds in any way familiar, you have my deepest apologies, for it was not my intent to humiliate any of the readers here. I once saw the young idealist - a woman of 35, I think - sitting in her chair at the end of the old wooden table she got from the marriage to John, smoking a cigarette and looking out the window wondering when she'd get her next break. Shouts of children coming down the hall Collin bellows out, I'm going to be the handsomest prince in all the land. And, thought the idealist - Julie was her name - you'll grow up to marry someone like me and she'll divorce you; the crap don't fall far from the arse. Julie divorced her husband at 30 years of age, escaping the man who loved money above all else, and now she sits at her table in her kitchen in her illegal duplex house, waiting amidst the noise from downstairs, for the next welfare cheque. |
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harriate New Member
since 2006-08-02
Posts 8 |
enjoyed the poem. original style. |
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