“I write every day without hope and without
despair,” Isak Dineson
Shame Shame Shame
(shame of fools)
If I had shame left would I be sending
1 to 3 or more spasm spams per day
to colleagues, others and Facebook
friends saying, as it were, See Me
Hear Me, Touch Me, Feed Me,
Like if not Love/Hate ME?
I would not.
Ashamed.
Embarrassed,
Guilt trumps my shame and calls me out:
visceral gut-wrenching debt & obligation,
compelling, obsessing; and I, almost
shameless, obey. damnit: damaged
and damaging if I do or if I don’t:
I do.
Walk on water: walk on eggs
Hell with it. Mission Impossible
& Unpostponed Joy..
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