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Gratitude: Part 25

Yesterday I was grateful for:

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Gratitude: Part 12

Today I am grateful for:
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You Can Read This in Which and Any Way That You Please

You can read this in which and any way that you please,

because you’re still going to make messes with the greatest of ease.

Yet nearly a year, we’re still here, though the road has been rocky at best.

Both east to Far Rock now and westward to Staten,

yet we’ll always have Brooklyn, our center to stand in.

You see with flaws come perfection, if this I could see clearly,

on the daily basis and

still think it uneerie.

It’s like you keep peering down deeper than self still exists,

the proverbial “we,” turned subsequently to reality.

Because I’m pissy, preoccupied, and preposterously prone to prissy fits of pessimistic pretension.

If only this, the things I never say every day,

You make me see myself in a different way.

You make me see myself in a different way.

If only this, the things I never say every day,

because I’m pissy, preoccupied, and preposterously prone to prissy fits of pessimistic pretension.

The proverbial “we,” turned subsequently to reality.

It’s like you keep peering down deeper than self still exists,

on the daily basis and still think it uneerie.

You see with flaws come perfection, if this I could see clearly,

Yet we’ll always have Brooklyn, our center to stand in,

both east to Far Rock now and westward to Staten,

Yet nearly a year, we’re still here, though the road has been rocky at best.

Because you’re still going to make messes with the greatest of ease,

You can read this in which and any way that you please.

First Attempt @ Phone Your Blog, featuring On the Matter of the Subject of Ignorance on Pimps and Tricks

Due to the submission of this poem to a magazine, I cannot distribute the written account of it. Please be assured that as soon as it becomes available definitively, I shall post it here. Regarding my thoughts on the new WordPress feature: I think that if I felt the need to post something immediately, this would be an excellent measure, but I am very rarely in that predicament – though it is convenient (and I can live with the, presumably, signal-based choppiness…for now) as I haven’t had a ton of face-time with my computer (which is somewhat of a wonderful thing as I’m not being reclusive, engulfed in a digital world…except when I’m at work), trying to figure out Audacity. The poem is dedicated to Artikulate, who inspired its writing, helping to refine in me a wiser man: thank you for being you and helping these words shine through.

Yes, I am aware I called it Voice Your Blog in the audio. Oh well. When I get a cleaner file together I’ll swap them out. In the meantime, thanks for listening in.