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Don't Go There Rev. 7/18/04

Yes, you can go there,
but when you get there, stay.
I did not mean that as an insult,
but an affirmation of empowerment,
because you can go anywhere,
and stick it out.

And never mind telling me
to stick it where the sun don't shine,
I know you want me to move to Alaska
and shiver as you did, when I admitted
I did not love you. Sure, it was in my dreams
but what a lovely dream it was, or
was that a nightmare?

But tell me, what about the eggs
and why should I suck them?
You know how I despise eggs?
They are over-easy, scrambled
sunny side-up, poached
or bedeviled. They fertilize, hatch
and little slimy things come out.
And if I really suck an egg
I might choke, or god forbid,
be labeled an egg sucker.

And what does this have to do with
my mother. I love her, yes... but it's
not like I'm in love with her. Or maybe
it is. I am 33, and much too picky.
Did you know that she saved my life
once? She sheltered me with kisses
and saved me from the tidal wave
that was coming to get me.
It never came, but the kisses, stuck.


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