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2011-01-16T21:09:34-08:00January 16th, 2011|Musings on life|

My shadow side

Loading software onto my computer
is not very
poetic.
But when my screen freezes
for the fourth time
I recite a poem on the spot
that rhymes with:
buck
fit
slam.
A feral animal is released
inside of me
and I loathe everyone
who has ever
existed.
I want to say
regrettable things and punch
my husband.
Later on that day,
I am filled with shame,
not for my outburst
but because my shadow side
is so
banal.

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