Intangible Woman

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    Intangible Woman



    Here I lie under one roof
    enforced by structure and order.
    Going insane in my brain compelled to cause disorder
    Where is this way to advancement I need to take that path
    No, not the one my parents took cause that would put last.
    Crawled to college unsecured
    Facing
    useless dudes,
    Drugs being smothered,
    Lame parties lured,
    With a whorish attitude.
    where I lie and where I crawled
    Was discovered this incomparable doll
    Moral-centered
    Withchild hindered
    Striving towards virtuous
    Desiring to be wifed
    To replicate me in my child’s life
    Who can come up with a price?

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    loyalpoet commented on Intangible Woman

    12-07-2008

    keep up the good work.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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