While Drawing Out No Plan, At All

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taken from my book, "Does It Bother You Much?"

Submitted: January 17, 2018

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Submitted: January 17, 2018



While Drawing Out No Plan, At All


What's funny is that "I don't get it"

Worried as all Hell

That I'm just not important

I could feed myself the garbage

__that is in my head

____to my heart

But then my chest would just explode!

If I knew any better

And wasn't in denial

I'd say "I have no reason

__to feel the way I feel"

And so

__why should you?

Thee undergoing of me being away

Has complexly scattered all my thoughts of you

__onto the drawing board

But the picture is just not coming out right

So I can never make you

Nor anybody


Will it be this way

__for the rest of my life?

I cannot afford to be confused

About what to do about the me-and-you

__that will never come to be

So with blotted out dreams

I leave you completely

And utterly walk this world

__without you

____or your "anything"

Trying to strangle my own feelings

Or just not feel them

__gets hard

It is, by far

__the darnedest thing

____that feels like puking barf

Vomiting all around me

Everywhere I go

It's not my fault I love you

But if I don't get over you

I don't know what I'll do


01-12-'18 #3

D. L. Cannon

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