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i wonder, when y'all go away...
by Charlie Morgan
i wonder when y'all go away
will that be the day,
is that when i'll be free
to express the deeply-hidden Me?
and til then, will i waft,
seem smart; yet to some, daft;
all the while being aware
it's not really me posting there.
like Wittgenstein suggested,
and i've since ingested
'my work is my play'
and it's in that way
i can make a sad man happy,
perked-up and snappy.
suns come up, Sons go down
yet,in the wherewithall are found
dangling loose cords to a shawl
formfitted in old-woman crawl
toward life's meaning, the urgence;
while cocooned, we await emergence.
05/18/2005
Posted on 05/18/2005
Copyright © 2024 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 05/18/05 at 06:54 PM okay cHaZ, here we go...first question: do you know for a fact that there is a deeper hidden you? if there is, why dont you show it now? and having answered the first, this question might follow: if there is a deeper hidden cHaZ, then making a man happy and snappy with the current you, which may be only the commercial you, would your hidden you appreciate the fact that maybe he couldnt make that same man happy? if maybe the current can only make one happy, maybe the hidden can make 2 men happy and snappy, but you wont know until you get to the deeper you...if you get to the deeper you and make no man happy and snappy can you come back to the commercial original you? what if your current you has emerged already, and by going deeper you also regress and go darker as well? what will come of CHAZ??? i am in the question all debate mood of a lifetime...someone roll with me! again charlie morgan...you inspire my mind...~JPP |
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