you are a very selfish person and a bad mother
plus
I still care about you
e q u a l s
zero
plus
I still care about you
e q u a l s
zero
Thursday, September 28, 2006
9/27/06
"I'm tired
of being nice to you,"
you hiss,
venom dripping
from your lips
and eyes
hurling
poison darts.
Ugly and vile,
yet somehow
preferable
to the
niceness
you speak of.
of being nice to you,"
you hiss,
venom dripping
from your lips
and eyes
hurling
poison darts.
Ugly and vile,
yet somehow
preferable
to the
niceness
you speak of.
Friday, September 01, 2006
happy
rereading my life.
snippets of
love
hate
sorrow
and joy.
seeing that
no matter what,
it goes on.
and
I'm
not
complaining.
Friday, July 21, 2006
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Literati with Johnny
as i watch you
ponder over letters
i wonder
do you
spell out my name
as i spell yours.
does each word
relate to me
as mine
do you.
she
foibles.
at war
with finery.
word upon word
encased in emotion.
and
then
you spell
nub.
ponder over letters
i wonder
do you
spell out my name
as i spell yours.
does each word
relate to me
as mine
do you.
she
foibles.
at war
with finery.
word upon word
encased in emotion.
and
then
you spell
nub.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Saturday night
2 feet away.
too far
and I'm not sure
why.
The first
out of
365
multiplied.
Distance
should
have been
easy.
Technically.
But no.
So.
on the floor.
With
one
eye
open.
too far
and I'm not sure
why.
The first
out of
365
multiplied.
Distance
should
have been
easy.
Technically.
But no.
So.
on the floor.
With
one
eye
open.
It did.
Meg Ryan just got hit by a truck
and I'll be crying myself to sleep again.
Why is it
that one minute I can see happiness stretched out
but the next I see it wiped away?
I want your brain, your way of seeing this.
But all I have is my own.
I look at you and I see joy, and laughter, and love.
And I want that forever... the opportunity to discover you
and be discovered.
If I could only look in your eyes, there would be no difficulty.
But all the other eyes looking our way,
how much pain will I cause them?
And will the guilt I feel
ruin me for you?
and I'll be crying myself to sleep again.
Why is it
that one minute I can see happiness stretched out
but the next I see it wiped away?
I want your brain, your way of seeing this.
But all I have is my own.
I look at you and I see joy, and laughter, and love.
And I want that forever... the opportunity to discover you
and be discovered.
If I could only look in your eyes, there would be no difficulty.
But all the other eyes looking our way,
how much pain will I cause them?
And will the guilt I feel
ruin me for you?
09/27/05
what do you do
when your mind is filled with grandiose ideas of love and forever
and you want desperately to hang onto them
but there's that little space deep inside
that keeps telling you,
that in the end,
your heart will be in pieces,
on the floor
of your emptier-than-before soul?
when your mind is filled with grandiose ideas of love and forever
and you want desperately to hang onto them
but there's that little space deep inside
that keeps telling you,
that in the end,
your heart will be in pieces,
on the floor
of your emptier-than-before soul?
Monday, July 03, 2006
A couple new ones...
and it's coming.
the day of
reckoning,
I reckon.
decisions made
choices pondered
too long.
tired of thinking,
let's just
not.
my feet
barely touching now
and I press hard
so as not
to know
the pain of falling
down again.
somehow
waiting
for the ground to pull
out,
forcing
me
to
fly.
the day of
reckoning,
I reckon.
decisions made
choices pondered
too long.
tired of thinking,
let's just
not.
my feet
barely touching now
and I press hard
so as not
to know
the pain of falling
down again.
somehow
waiting
for the ground to pull
out,
forcing
me
to
fly.
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