David Joel Rodriguez
Anguish On Call Vr.2 (2003) - Poem by David Joel Rodriguez
'try what? '
Getting hurt emotionally.
Brings out a talent you did not know you had.
'what do you mean? '
Majority of people have been hurt.
They get their heart handed to them in pieces.
Yes, it's bad.
'what kind of people do such a thing? '
Heartless vagrants who like to flirt, don't know.
Newcomers get depressed sometimes.
Some tend to fall apart,
Some consider art,
Some might even grab a paper to start a rhyme.
'Is that talent? '
Yup, sad, but true.
Just give it time.
Everything will be fine.
Though the world is cruel,
Some experience this and will not be taken for a fool.
Either they take in or they just do not care,
All they know is that they don't need to put up with this.
Whatever they do, they reply with arrivederci or adieu.
'Is having the ability to hurt someone a talent? '
Yea, but that's another story of obdurate gallants.
(Comments: A supplement to ' '02 Poet interviews Love')
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