I ONLY WANT
Nothing much affects me
anymore; I'm so damned numb
about it all. The end of this
world couldn't come soon
enough for me. My flag,
unfurled, stands crestfallen
and twisted over a broken
spread I'm now sorry I ever
claimed at all. There's no
return-window in that
orange land. I don't want
for much. Not any longer.
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I'd like for people to read
my work and see my stuff. I'd
hope someone cared enough:
to find something of interest,
an original thought and new
approach to some History
of things they'd not known.
That's all of what my vibrant
lines and sentences are about.
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Timing no longer being
essential, I no longer need to
watch my words and mouth.
I'm old. I can say what I want.
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