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You Know He Doesn't
by April Pittman

Thursday, April 18, 2002

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it's funny how the palm
cups perfectly over the mound
that is your head
your belly
your feet
and sometimes you see fit
to remind me that you're there
down there somewhere deep
beneath the surface of reality
I talk to you always
trying to find some way
to describe the sun
coming through my window
or the smell of purple aster
can you see through my eyes?
the world is cold
but in there you must be content
I consider telling you to stay
forever an integral part of me
forever sheilded from his lies
you know he doesn't love you, kid
and the only purpose you serve
is making him
the center of attention again
so it's just you and me
preparing to conquer the world
and filter out all the accidents
so that another like you
won't have a father like him
I sit here yet again
drunk with early morning dew
and try to tell you how enlightening it is
to watch this city wake up
to be the one on the outside
to be alone and afraid
because you know he doesn't love us, kid.

these.precious.things
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Reviewed by Jeremy Vaeni 5/1/2002
F-ing BRILLIANT.
Reviewed by Lisa Cannons 4/23/2002
April...what can I say..com over here for a big hug! Beautiful poem...are you....?
:wink:
Lisa
Reviewed by Janet Caldwell 4/22/2002
It almost feels like you are talking to your 'inner/other' self. It is very sad, I'm sad, life sucks.

Janet xoxoxoxoxo
Reviewed by C. Gourlay (Reader) 4/18/2002
So sad April, and written with your usual eloquence and soul. 'the great truth... life is difficult'
Reviewed by Gregory Sonn (Reader) 4/18/2002
A very strong and powerful truth.Sadly well written. Gregg
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