Originally published Saturday, 26 July 2003
i feel wrung-out like a wet rag
would you take my soul too?
and what happens when a wet rag is left to dry in the sun?
twisted & deformed
full of new wrinkles
i thought this was the start of a new life
is this how new life feels?
tight & stiff
uncomfortable?
i could go anywhere
do anything
erase it all and start over
decide to start over from here
take what i want and leave the rest
like picking fruit from a tree..
Nearer My G_d to Thee
revelling in reverie..
opening my eyes to see
being where i am to be..
wash
rinse
and lay flat to dry
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