Lifes Work

Letters To A Young Poet

Don’t ask me how I know

January 4, 2000 — Filed under: mypoems

Don’t ask me how I know… I just think it’s odd.. For someone to break ties that seemed so strong and had lasted through so much. “How�? is it for me… Me now. How do you do it… How do you go on like a girl just out of school.. Running around from guy to guy.. Always declaring love at each step. LOVE!! How? How do you do it? Why would you change so much, so quickly. From someone that use to be so right, so true (sorta) to form.. What does it make you feel like to be “in love�? like that? Does it change the way you perceive the love you had before? Does it make you feel new again? Like you’re walking through the garden for the first time, again and again… You’re loosing something along the way, but that might be your goal.. To be happy, to change yourself to be the right person for who ever you are with. It doesn’t look healthy from this side but then again look at me… No sleep and no food. No money and less of a clue than ever.. Just a dreamer living from one pipe to the next. It will be interesting to see what happens. This has got to be the best movies I’ve ever seen. Your life (love life) is going to be fun to watch because no matter if you’re happy or not you’re always going to do something. Move to some country or go lez for a while… We are going to grow apart and I will loose whatever respect I had for you but you will be behind your new walls and it shouldn’t affect you… You have a new life fill with new people and new ideas. The final good by should happen soon. There is no reason for any of this to go any further than 6 months ago.