That Sense Of Outrage....
i would have said something
direct to the point
like an arrow to the heart of the tree
i could have shouted eureka
i could have followed my heart and walked away and find
a home in someone's face
i could have been someone that you have never known
a handshake that you have never felt
we could have been more intimate than friends
contented in the poverty of our souls
but it is not just possible
i don't mind the hardship or the looseness
but it is not just possible
it does not fit, something feels so good but at a distance
it is ugly and undesirable
and for a moment when i search for my true face and find it
it becomes so horrible
it gives me this sense of outrage that i have never lived at all.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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