Month: January 2012
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Status Quo
I was status quo I was well & good until a word Came from his lips Itsnotright As a single word instead of the usual three The doctors might as well confirm for clinical analysis what I’ve always known I’ll be the death of me
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Fate of Fire
who would choose the fate of fire the apathy of plunge blade for blood in the face of death some of us shine brighter as if destruction was our calling in life
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wet xxx
I had a wet dream last night I woke up with a little slobber on my face & pillow I had a good girl’s dirty dream I dreamt of deep kisses and attraction Not the s-e-x (I’m a virgin you know) But the satisfaction of wanting more, that’s the xxx I want
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Fog
Tonight I break my silence. This is my open letter to you. You will always be remembered as a vapor the heat-wet rising to fog the mirrors, blurring distinction: When I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw you, too. But that’s not true I saw a mirage and what I wanted to see…
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Birthday Refrain
A few years later I’m ready to revisit the statement I made years earlier People with January 2nd birthdays die and I do not fear for their deaths. Truth is people with January 2nd birthdays lie.
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why I have a headache
the blank eye of the black dog has me in its crossways gaze Winston Churchill referred to his recurring bouts with depression as his “black dog.” I don’t think I’m depressed. But is that what the black dog wants me think? I don’t think I’m depressed; I’m just boring.
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the Bitchery of 2012
We should all follow sage advice and here it is: A dear friend said via Facebook today that she was going to make 2012 her bitch. Friends, let’s do the same. Take whatever gripes you’ve got, give them a last look, and throw them out like weeds. They aint the bitch of you and they’ll…
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