Incongruity
I want to be taller, I want to be thinner,
I want to be invisible sometimes I want to be a singer
of a famous band, I want to dance
I want to play the guitar and I want to have fans
I want to write songs to free my mind
I want to improve my English for adequate rhymes
I want to eat chocolate whenever I dare
not only when my boyfriend dumped me because of his affair
with my best friend I want to pretend
to be someone else sometimes to hide
from my pride to be optimistic
always and every time
I want to be able to read peoples mind and then to
delete memories of what i didnt like
to hear from them and about me
Imperfection is my dress, occassionally
which I hide deep in the closet
next to the scarf which I confess conceals my precariousness
perfect I want to be in many things
I think, or outstanding or above the standard
or at least not bad..ahh I want to be more self-reliant before I go mad
of wondering about everything anybody said
about me, being freed from necessity
certainty
of the veracity
of every step I take before I leave footprints in eternity
fervently I want to make mistakable mistakes,
to antagonize the fear they bring around when they appear
without invitation
desperation spreads when I realise that there is more than that
I want
like 36 hour days instead of 24
but 24 as an unchanging age would be worth wishing for
endless study to feed my appetite
of knowledge and literature and languages worldwide
like Milton a six year programm of self-directed reading
to follow my books pleading
from the cupboard, whispering read me read me
just like wilde Joyce, Shakespeare William whose words worth
reading are the dancing daffodils like the stars of the milkyway
it delights me not only in tranquility
ineffability
of my passion born within me suddenly
the trangression of certainity to a tighttrobe walking
falling or applause
irresolutely my thoughts are lurking
what I want is obvious
tedious I am
waiting for time to come
as she is the only one that I admire
for always making the right choice of my wants
and desires
written by Wortverliebt 16th July 2011
by Wortverliebt –> German poem
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