Take a number and wait until you're called.
Published on August 28, 2007 By dynamaso In Poetry
If there was any doubt
You had tied it up
Into a neat bundle
And locked it away
To gather dust
And incriminations
To rot and wither
Until you could safely explain it
As another unrequited sickness
Of the heart

Life is made of doubt
Avarice, envy and lust
As well as happiness
Peace, joy and pleasure
Hiding the negatives
Won’t improve
Any of the positives
Better to let the skeletons out
To dance and eventually tire
And save your heart

Comments
on Aug 28, 2007
Wow, Maso. You always make me wish I could do the poetry thang. ( Read avarice, envy and lust...)
on Aug 28, 2007
Heya Roy,

Thanks very much mate but I'm sure you could do it to if you put your mind to it.
on Aug 28, 2007
Better to let the skeletons out
To dance and eventually tire
And save your heart

I love that line.
on Aug 29, 2007
Kelly,

Thanks very much. There is something about those couple of lines that really appeals to me too.
on Aug 29, 2007

Interesting imagery there Maso.  I liked it.

As an interesting aside, there is a great Rush song by the same title, "Emotion Detector" off the album Power Windows.  Great song.

on Aug 29, 2007
Dynamaso, this was fearless and brilliant. I'm sending you an email with a modest offer. - Moskowitz
on Aug 29, 2007
I'm sending you an email with a modest offer. - Moskowitz


Take him up on it, Maso.
on Aug 29, 2007
BlueDev,

Thanks for the support, mate. Much appreciated. I thought the title might have already been taken but I didn't imagine it would be Rush taking it. Great minds and all...

Buddah,

Thanks to you too, again, for you consistent support. I've responded to your email.

Roy,

I am gonna take him up on it, mate.