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Sensitive Pervert

 

Look not to my words

To know who I am

In between the metaphors, similes

Verbs and nouns, they’re merely a futile attempt

At unearthing the façade, the mask

Beneath the words

Listen to the words unsaid

Follow the trail of the unfinished sentence

Periods are but a pain in the ass annoyance

Giving you false hope that there is an end

I prefer run on sentences

They’re like a jumble of emotions with no direction

Or a misspelled word that catches your eye

Like a bad accident,

You can’t look away it holds your attention

Just behind the adjective lays the secret

It should be self-explanatory but if not,

Here comes the verb to further expound on the noun

That is me.

 

Dean Jéan-Pierre

10:50pm

11-9-05

 

(Confused? Look behind the words the meaning will be evident. If you really think about it we’re mixtures of verbs, nouns, adjectives, similes, run on sentences….yada, yada, yada…..)

 

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