Freudian Trials

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Painting: Lee Matuga

A sonnet that I wrote this morning.  This is about sharing views and news without misunderstanding the truth of each complicated personality.

 

So Blue

 

Each day the news arrives at your front door,

Out to recycle when the day has passed,

The headlines all change, but you are hard core,

Your understanding of the world will last,

My own perspective is great from up high,

But I can still see what goes on beneath,

It’s clear to me, that just sometimes words lie,

Today feels like I got kicked in the teeth,

Cruel Freudian slips, the kind that sink ships,

Distort truth, and leave me out on the range,

Great psychology tips, can’t stop my lips,

My read of manifest content is strange,

It’s not always that way, I can think too,

Maybe the reason I don’t feel so blue

 

 

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