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Like a raw and bloody steak.
Her wounds, her feelings
exposed, so close to the surface.
The tears, the confessions.
I just want to wipe it away
make it go away.
She reminds me
that my problems havenít been resolved.
They are still here,
blanketed by silence,
by omission denied.


So itís guilt by association.
She is not so far behind me.
Iím not so far ahead.
Just hasnít yet learned
to cover up, hide, obscure
the hard feelings, the tough realities.

So while one of us pretends that everythingís OK,
the other is real.
I know my pills are working,
I fit in like never before
to a country that demands
a smiley face
from each citizen.
For each vote,
a participatory obligatory mandatory smile.


11/19/09
© Anne Westlund




Poetry by Anne Westlund The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-01-23 at 10:41

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NicholasG
:-) (Psst! I'm nosier than you)
Nick
2010-01-23