and sit down...
and then 'they' walk in .....
and before you know it,
the avalanche
of information
comes spilling ALL OVER you......
ALL AROUND YOU....
in 'technicolor'.....
wet, dripping technicolor......
graphic and explicit and somehow,
'heartwrenching'......
the words and sentiments are being 'hurled' at you....
shocking you,
but NOT....
and you knew it !!
you knew it !!!
but try as you would to make them listen,
they just COULDN'T hear you.......
UCH !!
and now....
there's this MESS of casualty and debris.....
for YOU to clean up !!!
as if !!
you could have made such a profound impact on them,
had they just let you in......
and now they are sad and alone.....
with your words ,
echoing in their ears....
ringing and reverberating in their heads....
and you don't even have the DESIRE to GLOAT.....
because you FEEL sympathy for them.......
they would be surprised, indeed,
at what you feel......
AHHH......
such is life .....
survival of the fittest.....
and you, woman,
are in EXTREME, SURVIVAL MODE !!!
all is not lost.....
perhaps, through some kind of 'miraculous osmosis',
they can achieve this mode as well.....
here's hoping.... :}
may they be blessed with the light of redemption and clarity....
