its like breathing
and crying
and dancing
and laughing till your belly hurts and you cant stop coughing
im free to choose because im free to want
no limitations
no shoulds
no appeals to or diminishment of a greater good
just free to want
to have passion
to desire
to become infatuated
to chase
to follow
to be led
i dont have to want what you want but i might
and you dont have to like what i want but you might as well
if i can learn to want completely. to give into desire, i will have learned or unlearned something real
is there a good way to explain it?
i dont know what i want because ive forgotten how to want. i only know how to please or to dissappoint.
all my desires, thoughts, behaviors center around pleasing or dissappointing other people, therefore its all im worried about, and all i can be happy about achieving
the last thing i really wanted was neb
and i was so conflicted about that completely engulfing desire that the opportunity diminished
i want to desire so much that its not even a choice that i pursue.
i want to feel and experience, and proliferate, and generate
i want
to
live
genuinely, happily, fully, passionately
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Tacy,
You're a great poet. I hope you saw the awesome poem I wrote Mark for Father's Day.
It was almost like yours: except lame.
You're very clever about this neb thing, or person.
(I like to llesp sometimes, too)
Wow, Tace, I didn't know you were so poetic. Seriously, that was beautiful.
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