Anxious lover, anxious fate.
Of all the rumors I’ve heard,
are your atypical behavior, your
fickle-minded ways.
You’ve written your story
with symbols, without grace.
Your hidden meanings are
disguised as irrevocable
beginnings.
You may wear a mask,
but underneath the veil
is the face of a flesh whose
devils are really weak.
Anxious lover, anxious fate.
I should’ve rejected you
in my younger days.
2020
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I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out... View more posts
