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May 16, 2025  

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So That’s What Sea Monkeys Are For

sometimes I don't know where my mind goes

Catatonic indifference
bounced between broken hearts
sliced only by harsh curses
from occasional parted lips
searching for answers
to unasked questions

What had passed for love got lost
somewhere in the middle
of I need you, I hate you, don’t
leave or I’ll be lost

Digging through the soil with bare hands
planting something that could
finally grow
dirty fingernails stared
back at twisted face and he said,

“let’s buy some sea monkeys”
as if that would fix
everything

FaireDuSoleil - on Jan. 21 2008

So simple, yet immediately hugged my heart.  I love this poem.  I would not change or add a thing. 


FaireDuSoleil - on Jan. 21 2008
Actually, I might put in italics  "I need you, I hate you, Don't leave me or I'll be lost."
Rene' - on Jan. 21 2008

Again, I thank you hon. I had thought about the italics and then just let it slip away. Must be getting old or something!! LOL 

----- LIFE: I messed up, can I have a 'do over'?



I am orbiting, I don't know where, but I am orbiting something!
Strebor - on Jan. 28 2008
Yeah, I would say. Uh-huh. Punt!
Tracey - on Jan. 28 2008

  A true-to-life rendering of that vague, weird falling-apart that happens in relationships during the years of denial that is sometimes brought into focus by the mundane. Catchy write that got to me, Ms. Rene.
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