I Speak With No Perspective

I speak with no perspective
Yet I possess assurance
Or think that I do

I speak with no compunction
No persistence, nor aspiration

. . . but I speak with love,
And I breathe confusion.
Life intermixes the two
And gives them to me
To live.

In case you were wondering.

 

Poem: Copyright 1995 mds. All Rights Reserved.

Photo:  Faerie Girlby MeganCoffey ©2012-2018 MeganCoffey