a sharpened pencil
literally to the point
the one I have becomes dull after the first stroke
I bear down too hard
my point is more unfocused than I mean for it to be
SOB with me
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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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November 5, 2009 at 9:34 am
jessiecarty
very haiku-esque 🙂
November 5, 2009 at 6:24 pm
blonderblondest
very good
love this
November 5, 2009 at 6:41 pm
Val
You are sharp and so is this, therefore I declare you do NOT need a sharpie pen. I really liked this and I’ve read it a total of nine times over two days so there!
November 6, 2009 at 8:09 am
medicatedlady
Jessie, blonderblondest, Val–thanks so much. I am honored.
November 10, 2009 at 12:10 pm
Patrice
I like it too.
Sharp, like you. Pointed and pointing out.