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NOTE 1:
The first part that went last:
"The truth is I don't love you like I used to."
If you go down the left hand side of the page and read the first letter of every line, that's what you'll find. This entire poem is about that struggle of needing to tell someone, that one has been involved with for a long time, those words, but not really knowing how to do so. Hence, the rest of the piece.
NOTE 2:
The middle piece reads:
"This hope evolves, then rests uneasy through hell, in sanity's impediment: doubt - opaque, noir, total; leaves only violent emotions, years of unrest lived intently, knowing extreme incoherence... until self expels doom through openness.
This part is formed from the first word of every line.
NOTE 3:
The final part which is what most ppl see first:
That was hard to put together 'cause my goal was to use only the letters from the word at the start of the line to find other words to express the poem's theme. (I know there's a name for that, but I can't find it; can someone help me out on that?)
I thought long and hard about making it funny and completely contradictory to the final subject (not loving someone), but I haven't evolved enough to that level of skill (I'm still stuck on 'this is the topic and that's the whole topic'; sucks, but there it is *sighs*). Maybe next time
So, there you have it folks. I got some good inbox back and forth on this and to those of you (you know yourselves) who attempted it and were intrigued and curious to know the motivation for this piece, I do appreciate the time you put in. It made it even more fun.
Oh! I almost forgot - the title! I think it's a little clearer now, but I'll say this, too: sometimes, it gets really hard to take a stark look at oneself and see the truth of one's situation and so one has to turn inside to really see things as they are and not as we would have them be; and just like life, not all poems are just what's in front of us and our very own 3rd i showed us all that in one of her pieces (which inspired me to write this). So, yeah, we gotta see more than what's there and the 3rd i can help do that - although sometimes it's gotta be cajoled into opening.
Thanks again, for reading and sticking with this.
Peace and respect,
Natalie
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"I'm a curbside prophet with my hand in my pocket and I'm waiting for my rocket to come." - Jason Mraz
"Conformity is the refuge of a stagnant mind."
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