Marlene's Musings

Two pieces of a large jigsaw puzzle that look
like we fit together, but
no matter how we turn around,
we don't.  Off we go to work
on the big picture.  Then,
we assess the shapes again.

We're cut from a similar part
of the scene in color and texture.
Yet, when held against each other,
shades of differences are clear.

Instead of searching harder for
our congruent places, we return
to the impossible effort, refusing
to accept that our characteristics
truly repel each other.

The habit constantly resurrects and...

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Go ahead then and chomp your
slimy selves silly on the plentiful plants I provide for my
ambitious aspirations of artistry
around my abode.

You merciless, munching menaces
motivated by gluttony with
no appreciation of aesthetics,
no heart for harmony,
is there no end to your ravenous
ruin of my garden?

Gentle dissuasion to desist your
devastation fail, and you
laugh at organic, selective
solutions that are supposed to cause
your demise.  When you drive me to drastic
measures which cause
extensive injury to ...
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Elusive, shining spark that flits
in and out of my senses, do you
giggle as you play havoc with my
creative ego?  I search for you
to put that sparkle in my work that will transform
mere words into an orgasmic sigh,
but pen in my hand, or fingers on
a keyboard, sounds a cue for you to hide.
I grab at the fragments,
scattered in your wake, and struggle to glue them
into a whole paragraph, while you jingle
the missing pieces in your pocket.
I give up!  Olly, Olly, Oxen Free!

You steal into my consciousness...

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