Monday, 17 August 2009

NOT

I like to be warm, not hot; dry, not perspiring; awake, not conscious; quiet, not silent. I want to be taught, not patronised; entertained, not marketed to; persuaded, not targeted. I see colours as subjective; religion as intractable; attraction as elation. I dislike religion, not belief; defamation, not sarcasm; dissection, not examination. I aim for somethings, not everything; fact, not rhetoric; understanding, not acceptance. I've been rejected but not defeated; found out but not caught; labelled but not branded. I'm working for mine, not me; a career, not a job; life, not a lottery win. My cup still has some in it; my butter side is up; i look up to think, never down. I'm nothing special, not a special nothing. I'm given to faults, but not giving in to having them. I'm me, not you.

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