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Exquisite, it must hastily be said,
lies entirely within ones’ head.
It cannot be forced upon you or me,
it is either something you do or do not
see.
It is a quality that you find,
less in the object and more in the
mind.
It is OUR reaction, OUR attitude, the way that WE think,
that determines if an object is
exquisite or if it stinks.
I must let your “exquisite” exist,
no matter how hard my “stink” resists.
To each their own is simple to say,
up until the point reality gets in the
way.
Then there is my way, your way, her way and his way,
and other me-isms that sound a lot like
THE ONLY WAY.
In the end, at least it seems….
that exquisite is exquisite,
there can be no doubt,
however, the question remains,
is it inside or is it out? |
