*unfinished* by Kalikala Smith Fakeness in dim reality thought out in notes rhythms, phrases. simply resisting any sign of true recognition. 03/31/2003 Author's Note: written during a recital i attended today where the performer was singing about true love and he just looked soo bored... it doesn't make any sense to me. if you're going to sing something, mean it... and that's what i hope to show in this poem, eventually. Posted on 04/01/2003 Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)