I stupidly, idiotically thought
we were making progress in
understanding each other,
making space for one another,
I was wrong – right after com-
menting favourably on my poem
you accused me of being
Unfaithful, disloyal, a parasite, a
nonentity? Thank you, because
though I try to fit in, I never expect
this attempt to work; your behaviour
proves my point – I shall never amount
to anything more than a fool in the
world in which I live
It is fine, if Cinderella lived it down that
her two nasty and ugly stepsisters were
more acceptable than her own lovely self,
scrubbing palaces and stairs – then I can
come to grips with being regarded a bad
influence on our kids and everyone else –
hallelujah!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
-
“This boy’s gonna make it” – ‘n heildronk op my ma, Annemarie: Dit gaan soms broekskeur om met familie klaar te kom want "Famil...
-
Found a perfect rendition of the Arabic alphabet on the Internet, trying to remember the letter KHa is pronounced with a guttural G... -
Looking for the good, ignoring the sad (anything we dislike), according to Abraham’s (Esther Hick’s) website: “You cannot look at what you ...
No comments:
Post a Comment