Please Allow Me To Introduce Myself

` Those who lash out when the heart speaks avoid the many mirrors reflecting themselves For in this rippled dream, where perfect does exist and mistakes are long gone like a Milli Vanilli song, they fail to see that we are all human… errors come with the package (batteries not included) Sidewalk footprints, back and forth pacing past the entrance to that world where words have no meaning, regardless of how they are spoken (or written) Self-absorbed deeply in the waves of an ocean tide of fantasy crashing in white foam feelings, disappearing by sunset What is it that makes us who we are… our smile, our fingers, our brand of cigarettes shipped in plain brown envelopes, our thoughts, our dreams, the poetry we write when we need to get it out…good or bad When lack of judgment drips from the skylight, illuminating courage to do what we shouldn’t (even in darkness) Wrong, I was wrong…regret, more than I could have known I have looked in this mirror, then I looked away quickly, Ashamed of that face, fell three stories below my heart, slipped on the disgust splattered at my feet (by me) Sunk up to my knees…bent, folding, scraped and bruised but I require no sympathy, for I am not that devil Jagger sings of… at least I hope not…please allow me to introduce myself…I am…me Written for the Premiere I - Open Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Rob Carmack Entered in the: NA the day away Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Lu loo