You Would Think After All These Years
I Would Smarten Up?
Do I buy
into redeemed love.
What is redeemed love,
I ask myself?
“Do I have a pumpkin
on my shoulders?.”
That quote comes from one of my ex’s.
I used to butcher the quote and say:
"You think I have a pumpkin on my head?"
My ex, he was wise, sometimes .
But his quote makes me wonder,
who is the pumpkin head?
H-m-m-m-m-m-m-m?
Choices are life’s fabric,
the id patchwork?
Idiot is maybe a better word choice, you think?
Who is picking idiots,
or is that rotten pumpkins?
Shrinks say we repeat patterns.
And they become patches of ones love matches
(Think how Frankenstein’s mate was made?).
Just once! ONCE, ONCE!
I would like to understand the meaning of life.
Woody Allen said : “Their is no meaning of life.”
After he tried to find the meaning of life through his films.
Maybe I will run off with a young buck?
Oh dear!
Got any pumpkin patches to plant,
or weed
or sow?
Cheers: Josephine
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