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Misplaced Life (Free verse) by Richard

You, a new flavor expanding Across my dying taste buds A sickness or virus with no cure Wounded, without prejudice A dirty welcome mat. The cause for insecurity Rusted bars of pitted iron A busted headlight and cracked windshield Twisted mirrors of an aborted life. Cursed future's contracting Extra small hangman's noose Around a broken ankle Dangling upside down. Bailing is to no avail A turbulent afterlife awaits Peace is for strangers- My home a graveyard in flames.

zodiac 26-Mar-04/6:11 AM
"Dear Prudie,
I am self-employed and work at home. To my shame, and occasional self-loathing, I check out free pornography sites from time to time. (I have never gone further and actually paid to see more.) The other day I came across a porn scene featuring a female actress who, I swear, looks just like one of my cousins. Because the film clip is so brief, I can't be sure this person is my cousin. I'm not sure what my obligations are in this case. This cousin has been through some rough times recently (divorce, custody battle), and I would hate to think she felt she had to resort to porn to make ends meet. Our family has the resources to help her out. To verify her identity, or disprove it (I hope), I would have to pay $5 for a temporary membership. I've never wanted to do this for all kinds of reasons. The most practical of the problems: The charge would pop up on my credit card statement, which, in turn, would be spotted by my wife. What should I do? (And I also worry that I have a minor addiction to porn.)

—Dilemma From My DSL"




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