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(untitled) she picks at blisters...
by Olivia Weinkeinshe picks at blisters,
bored and absent-minded.
once in awhile she is bitter but mostly
she feels nothing. and it's beautiful.
i'd really like to get to know her better,
but she believes that most things are so
very unnecessary. especially when it comes
to knowing things. and people. (although i
can't bring myself to completely agree)
she even sees me as being extremely
unnecessary. but it's so beautiful.
the way she can totally disregard to the
point that you're left questioning just
who you are or if you even exist at all.
i pinch myself often just to be sure.
but she,
she never has to.
09/11/2003 Author's Note: am i really here are you really there were we really we... once. (she's sitting in the corner, filing her nails, because she knows she knows though she cares not to say so.)
...beautiful.
Posted on 09/12/2003
Copyright © 2026 Olivia Weinkein
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 09/12/03 at 05:10 PM i love this ... brings so much to my mind |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 09/12/03 at 05:17 PM There's a huge difference between knowing the known from the stored datas and knowing 'something' which comes to you on its own, as if you had always known it. This is what is, real knowing which makes one to ignore and pity others. |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 10/29/03 at 07:58 PM If a tree falls in the wood... great wisdom and a little brain-picking... I get foggy when i think too much! |
| Posted by S. Elizabeth on 02/10/05 at 07:54 AM This is one of my favorites. Brilliance. |
| Posted by Nicole D Gregory on 02/21/09 at 02:27 AM I am always left wishing I could write like you... always in awe of your profound capture of a moment or a thought. This is a lovely write! ~N |
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