When Numbers No Longer Count
sleeping with the enemy
is like fucking with strangers
in a vast yet familiar bed
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When Numbers No Longer Count
sleeping with the enemy
is like fucking with strangers
in a vast yet familiar bed
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I got enough trouble being in the same bed as KP! lol.
ever thought about moving out 🐭🐧
"When Numbers No Longer Count" is a powerful exploration of the complexities of human relationships. Through its vivid imagery and blunt language, the poem captures the confusion and emotional upheaval that can arise when intimacy turns to estrangement.
my word .. now if you would only buy x1 copy of each of my eight published poetry books to date and write an accurate review which would undoubtedly encourage others to follow suit .. you would be helping the three charities to which royalty monies are paid into .. namely cancer, brain tumour and mental health ..
Thank you for your understanding and suggestions for how I can still support your cause. I will definitely share information about your books and the charities they support on my social media accounts and recommend them to others who might be interested. I appreciate the opportunity to contribute in any way I can, and I hope that your books and your efforts to support cancer, brain tumor, and mental health continue to make a positive impact.
Ohh, now a ranting comment, until Fido stops me... Ohhh, F, F, F, and F, and furthermore, F. WOOF! lol.
What books are there to see? Always a pleasure to read from your soul my friend
Hey Dan, its always good to have you on board my friend .. If you mean the books I referred to in one of my previous review responses here, then the titles of each one and both the front and rear covers of each can be found on my profile page here in my photo's .. Cheers again mate 🙂
Victims of indifference will now be the first book I've brought in a long time that wasn't about dog psychology lol
Looking forward to it!
Much peace and respect
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I have a bit of a bed obsession. I do have a wee smidgin of trouble incorporating the relations you speak of into my conception.
I do hope, however it all turns out well..... 😇!!!
maybe you need a new mattress mate 🙂
Mattress good; sleep sometimes not so....... Never mind... All will pass....
sorry for my rant below, Hyung
this a trigger topic for me..
(saddest part of our psychological
troubles
is that symptoms, are only evident
to those
who choose to empathise and fight
to excavate
to that hidden depth of repressed
self-hate, which underlines
so many
of the choices we see in people
that defy logic
choices, born of such pitiful levels
of self worth
choices, that insures their cycle of hurt
continues
even after escaping their aggressors
in-fact
they are not choices at all, more like
its all they know
recreating, reliving that same hell
because someone, poisoned their mind
early on
making them feel, like they deserve
only the worst in life
and what do we,
'the well adjusted, judgemental' do
recognising the symptoms:
best of us, act like we don't realise
feigning ignorance
while the rest point and name call
vomiting those
'hoar' and 'walk of shame' labels
yet, still
the very worst
prey on those vulnerable poor souls
time n again
to sate their barbaric depravity
then boast allowed their conquest numbers
and then
every decent person, is left
to try and undo the damage
of those neurotically insidious fools;
Dante, got it wrong
there's more than one level of hell for such lustful vermin's
in-fact an entire universe of hell
is dedicated just for them
or at least, I like to think...!)
like it or not, I guess it takes all sorts .. and I aint talkin liquorice allsorts neither sir Mek 🙂
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