It was not guilt or compassion or passion or curiosity
that drove him
It was happenstance
that he saw me on the interstate
He thought of me
only because I came into his line of vision
SOB with me
Your Sympathies:
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Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor
Imagine if I weren't medicated….
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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July 16, 2009 at 4:06 pm
jessiecarty
i just wrote a poem recently called field of vision. i think you were reading my mind 🙂
July 17, 2009 at 11:05 pm
mariana
Nice mixed words lady, I like this poem, its cool.
Hope there wasn t an accident on the road
July 21, 2009 at 9:58 am
medicatedlady
jessie…we are two peas.
thanks, mariana.