Why do I ever hold a conversation with you without <br />first cutting out my tongue, why do I share my ideas <br />and impressions without consulting my list of forbid- <br />den subjects, how could I inform you of my recent <br />email message without acknowledging the date of <br />the original article; how COULD I refer to the tattoos <br />of a singer resembling those of notorious criminals <br />without placing all in context – I just give up, peace <br />is all I want, no more small talk, no remarks, never <br />comment on anything for fear of awakening your <br />self-righteous anger – and why not, since you are <br />perfect – see – I acknowledge it…<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2011-02-24-why-you-are-perfect/
