Desire, But In Vain Poem by Amanda Saveley
Desire, But In Vain
I look at my name,
Hidden,
Amongst the names greater than mine own
In a list in a browser
And how I wish so that mine actually belonged
But no,
I have no place amongst those I admire so
For no one bothers to read mine
And I have hardly the ego to support them
I simply am not vain enough
Though there is a simple vanity in that which I desire
It is that vanity in hoping
That I might be worth something.
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5/21/2024 1:42:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such raw honesty; 'a simple vanity in that which I desire'. Truly lovely. A nice simple flow adds to the pleasure of reading this Amanda. Thanks so much, Meriki*