January 15, 1984 2:35 p.m. The decade of the Eighties Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

Diary My Poem


I wish to speak to you
Just a word
let's have lunch

Important issues assume routine trivialities
We all cloud our minds to the issues
in some way or another
we have to

Our locked up inner feelings
Yearn to communicate the fear, the anger
The pain, the cliches,

But our rational minds prevail

Keeping those feelings suppressed

Soe every time we wish to 
elucidate those feelings

we go off the deep end again

and 

scream with no meanings

one more time
(refrain)

1984

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