li'l ms. noodels
Canada, or, you know, somewhere on Pluto

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Out Of My Mind...?

Insane, you say...
It could be true

I think ' and I
Won't lie to you '
My brain is dead
My body weight

My toenails black
My breath irate

And every word
I try to tell-
Has chosen
Not to serve me well

So judge me on
The things you see
Insane, you say

Well, that could be.

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Comment by: Bipolaris - 2007-07-07 14:09

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I loved this poem. I think a lot of people can relate to it in so many different ways.
"And every word
I try to tell-
Has chosen
Not to serve me well"

This reminds me of how it's next to impossible for me to keep my mouth shut and how people can't handle blunt honesty

Comment by: - 2007-05-09 19:14

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i like the style of this poem simple and cutting - particularly the last line

Comment by: prolificsantu - 2007-03-15 07:36

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simple but remarkable...
"And every word
I try to tell-
Has chosen
Not to serve me well
It depends on how we mean words...
Yeah insane
really insane I'm
such is my plight
I see words
I hear the scene
...How you feel now?