for the love of

for the love of ...

Look .
I am trying to reinvent myself.
I can’t help but do everything other than what I am supposed to.
It gets me nowhere but here.
It leads me strait into this.
I am half; three quarters.
Where is my bohemia?
My jet lagged hand
Scrawling with a pencil
Images
Remembrances of something bitter
Lonely
Full of feeling
Dark of vision
If I write 2000 words a day would it help me become this other that?
If I paint you will you come to my bedside?
If I am eccentric
Practical
Thin
Endeared
Successful
Accomplished
Driven?
Somehow I doubt that any of these things will matter in the least
My teeth
Rotting out of my head
A bloody mess.

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Comments (12)

	Seb ™★★★: 03/17/2008 12:26 PM Very creative & witty.
	michaelbell: 03/17/2008 12:58 PM thanks seb ... witty would not be my descriptor here - but I can see the possible angle.
	dugg: 03/17/2008 8:26 PM I would say pleading and exhausted
	michaelbell: 03/18/2008 3:33 PM dugg said: I would say pleading and exhausted yes, I would say thats much more to the point my friend.
	JargonTalk ©: 03/27/2008 2:16 PM Raise yourself up, pause, then look to the skies. Sometimes the answer(s) can be found there.
	Queen Of Cydonia: 03/28/2008 1:48 PM dugg said: I would say pleading and exhausted And unapologetic to boot... :)
	victorenex: 04/06/2008 8:08 AM crash13 said: And unapologetic to boot... :) As it should be.
	verena: 04/13/2008 2:25 PM great ... the end is weird
	swanktrendzvanc: 05/21/2008 3:56 AM Love this post!
	michaelbell: 05/21/2008 5:27 AM swanktrendzvanc said: Love this post! hey, thanks!
	kassady: 07/17/2008 4:12 PM stream of conciousness?
	michaelbell: 07/18/2008 11:29 AM More or less. Thats just kinda how it comes out - sometimes I edit, but mostly not...