These Fine Days
It seems I’m getting back to what matters to me. I don’t give a shit about the doom-and-gloomers. I’m a late bloomer. Yes, had I followed my dancing career with an acting career, something to keep the applause coming, I might have turned out differently. But I’m a quiet person, as difficult as that is to grasp. It is asking a lot to expect my friends and family to believe I’ve changed, that I’m not the same person I was. Who among us is? I’ve never had any trouble with anyone who changes, expands, reinvents. I encourage it. I’ve gotten the feeling, at pinpoints in my life, that certain people want to bottle me, like a bloody Merlot, recline me in the cellar, head down, and bring me out when they need to pop a cork…
Cork me/take the time to spin me under your nose/I have a new scent/Taste me/I am an artist living in the late 00s/trying to make my way/Oh.
Why is it expedient/to tighten the reins on transformation/What grape is expedient/a foolish grape I say/Do not hold back/a new grape grows each day on the vines/the last laugh is yours/is mine.
March 21st, 2009 at 9:30 pm
PARDON THE CAPS, BUT I HAVE TO YELL! WHO IN HIS/HER RIGHT MIND WOULD WANT TO CHANGE PERFECT TO SUBSTANDARD???? MY HEART ACHES TO HEAR THAT SOMEONE DOES NOT APPRECIATE WHO YOU ARE, THE HIGHWAY YOU HAVE CHOSEN THROUGH MANY DIFFICULT-IF NOT EGREGIOUS-ODDS, AND THE PERSON EMERGING.
Now to normal talking. I HATE when dogooders have no time to “dogood” on themselves and think they are the paragon of virtue but have no idea how to spell all of that. PHOOEY! The poor little simpletons! Ignore them as you would a gnat, for that is all that their thoughts matter. LISTEN TO ME, CUZ! I AM RIGHT HERE. I know you who are and I would not change one little hair on your head. Doing so might rob you of who you are now. Send these bimbos to me. I will take care of them–teacher style.
DON’T YOU EVEEEEEEEEEEEER CHANGE FROM THE PERSON YOU WANT TO BE AND ARE. I PERSONALLY THINK YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND I WOULD IGNORE SILLY WANNABES.
LOVE YOU DARLING!
June 10th, 2009 at 5:45 pm
I have to keep more up to date with your blog. I love the poem. I’m printing it out just as soon as I get out of “Joisey.”