hey stranger. will you wander off with me?


Fuck if I Shouldn’t
August 20, 2008, 2:14 pm
Filed under: Narrations, Poetry: Thoughts | Tags: , ,

The word ’should’ should not exist.

The word ’should’ does not exist.

There is no should or should not. Only do, doing, did, done.

I have plenty of sanity up for trade. Pain is not an issue. I want what you have to offer, and I’ll risk it all to know.

If that’s not enough, I have my body and soul in reserve, and I’ll add them to the gamble.

Give me what I want, and I’ll pay you in full; I promise not to regret.


*My friend Karen was asking me what this was about, so I think I’ll jot it down here as well. I have this bad habit of making things human – from objects to thoughts to emotions. In this case, it will be my dreams I have personified and am gunning for/bargaining with, regardless of what it costs me.


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