In Echo of a friend's LJ post, I present "Meh":
Middle ground
Not up nor down
Emotions have no grip
And though I'd like
to feel some
Through my fingers they do slip
I try to care
I really do
But nothing matters much
No pain no worries
No joy or cheer
To my "meh"-state do I clutch
"The true criterion of the practical, therefore, is not whether the latter can keep intact the wrong or foolish; rather is it whether the scheme has vitality enough to leave the stagnant waters of the old, and build, as well as sustain, new life." -- Emma Goldman
Monday, October 11, 2004
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