Monday, July 15, 2013

Platitudes and truisms

The bland mediocrity of "this is nice" 
Is not for me. 
The saying of something to fill a vacuum 
Of words to try and bridge a void
Is an abuse of language 
And of nature's gifts

I want to engage on a plane of ideas
I want my mind to feel tested,  challenged
To travel in thought and to set the world right
I want to soar beyond
The tedium of toe tapping torpor.

With you,  a door opens to decades of discussion 
Of doubt and debate, of life. 
With you,  ideas take on a life that moves me. 
With you,  I come alive. 
With you,  I could live.

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