An Interview

Posted on June 10, 2009

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is this just a scramble

for something I believed I once owned?

is this a desperately disguised attempt

at being what I believed I could have been?

is this renewed conviction

about to be stubbed out like an abbreviated weekend?

is this new buzz going to be swatted to silence

as nonchalantly as the mosquito

that perches on my nose

bringing tears to my stinging eyes.

Posted in: Poetic rambles