An unguarded utterance made me think...
made me think of the misery of bunk beds...
childhood, summer camp, military
all lost innocence.
Made me think of the dullness of knives,
of bandages, of blood and the stupor all cause
...and the loss of innocence.
Made me think of medics and mercy
menstruation and mean brothers
meditations on menarche and murder
modernity
maternity
masculinity
myopia
my
innocence.
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I am blessed to be in the company (in the blogosphere, that is) of deep thinkers such as you, dear. I truly am. ^_^
Thank you Mademoiselle (Madame?) L'ame.
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