It's right of you
to call it as you see
But I didn't end up
what you thought I'd be
I've taken many turns
You couldn't see
While you stand there
Guessing where I'd be
Best part of your advice
is that it's free
You spoke so blindly
that you can't even see
How can you say
What's best for me
When you don't even know
What's left of me
July 26, 2009
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First new piece since October 13, 2008 when I wrote the conclusion and title poem to my book, Out of My Mind.
This could be the beginning of some new work for a nother book...
even though i am more interested in story form. I'll continue to write what inspires me...
-Dollar Kidd
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