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The Real You

Maybe it is not fair,
that I have been 
clinging to an idea of you—

because maybe
the real you—tempered between
my fits of desires and invention—
carries less music,
walks a busier street,
is too mundane—too prosaic
to haunt me the way 
my dreams cruelly
reimagine you. 


8.10.25

allusionbetrayalchangecouragefarewellfree verse

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James Peranteau

August 24, 2025 at 10:08 AM

so, mine gooses were bump'n dear poet ,) ooh, 'tiz why i read and write...tuh dream...loose it in writes....Thanx...i wanted my accolades regard this write uv yourz from me to stick, so i thought about what to say...i'm certain you get it, listen to me babble ')....much love

Duke Beaufort

August 20, 2025 at 12:15 PM

Laura, I love how you compare our thoughts to reality and start asking questions about things assumed. We certainly have to take time and talk to each other very carefully to really understand what others think and feel. It takes a lot of patience and perseverance. What you are saying here reveals what a kind person you are....you're taking a lot of responsibility for what you feel. I'm wondering what inspired you to write this. In any case, hope you are well and have a chance to smile daily!!!

Laura Breidenthal

August 24, 2025 at 7:23 AM

I’m trying to be self-aware these days… thanks for the encouragement…your words —both in verse and in commentary—are of great value to me <3 Laura

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