I am in a funk today, not a long lasting one, more a heat induced crankiness. I re-read the post from Carry on Tuesday from Keith's Ramblings and thought, "You want it? ok..."
I am not wholeheartedly committed to this funkified feeling, but it is dripping off me into words like this poem below… it feels to me like a bratty, “WTF Vibe type poem” but you know what, beloved readers?
”Sometimes you just have to say WTF….”
(and for those of you who can tell me what movie that was from, I will write a haiku or lune in your honor…)
If you really want to hear about it
But I can’t believe what you say is true
Who of right mind and heart would want –
Oh, now I am closer to your green and blue
You are without claim of sanity or truth
You simply want to impersonate glue
And hope what I spread isn’t stories
Of hope or vision or eeek or boo
What you really want to hear about
Is the deluded thought that the one I want is you
= = = =
sorry about the funk...hope it has passed...have no idea about the question...your post is sad and disheartening to me becasue I have no way to cheer you up except I did drop in to hear what you say and I read what you wrote and I tried to listen to your words and feel your funk with you. If I could I would buy a cup of what you like and listen...really listen...that may not help but at least you would know that someone heard your voice...
Posted by: Old Grizz | June 30, 2010 at 07:33 AM