a gleaming keyhole; a dreaming shoal
a rusted padlock; a dusted dock
an anchored seashore; a rancored roar
a drunken galley; a sunken sea
and none can remember the castaway key
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About Me
- Ivy
- I cast off my pretense before you, though it never fully falls away from me. Sometimes I wish my poetic soul would consume me...I become tantalizingly inspired by music, senses, beauty, nature, memories and people... I am an awfully conflicted person. The caging of my perfectionist has alleviated this to some degree, but her howls can still be heard... *I love light, but to be in darkness. *I am 'myself' in public, but only in the lonely wild will my soul awaken: here I am in my element. *The future enthralls and intrigues me, but as I arrive I become disillusioned and ennuied. *I rejoice in healing: My delight is pain. *I love chaos for the order it entails. *I am more complete for the bareness of my feet. *Truth my advocate, Deception my tool. --> I am a Self-evident Paradox. "I contain multitudes" but there is only a selective view presented here. -consistently inconsistent I am- If you have trouble understanding me, or just can't take me seriously, I invite you simply to step into my world (I get lonely here, though Nobody does keep me company) > > >
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