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saltwater bath (Free verse) by J.B. Manning

Absence of sorrow fills my mind Tears burn the back side of my eyes, but I don’t cry I’m silent among singers Sweet, distant, and incomplete Sad songs sound like sexual encounters Burning bed sheets feel Like beds of flowers Answers laughing Anguish screeching There is No Prescription Bravery The refusal of your emotional Slavery I’m not stopping here This isn’t my choice It Never Was You found me running I saw you falling We collided But you said it was love And I Believed You

Joe-joe 28-Apr-04/4:22 PM
The Law of Diminishing Returns asserts that marginal gains in profit begin to decrease at a certain point of production and that this reduction continues as more output is produced until marginal gains are actually negative (negative returns). I believe that this princiiple is actually at play with regard to your work which continues to be highly fragmented and disjointed, lacks originality and is agonizingly melodramatic. It all smells so much like a sorry assed soap opera...Hey but who am I to judge you .....my writing sucks too. Peace Joe-Joe




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