Category: About me
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The Whole Shit
No shit. This is the whole of my love life. Nerdy military guy (NMG): Wink ML: wink ML: where you be? NMG: I been reading. My life is GREAT! ML: Oh (long, long pause as ML contemplates the greatness of NMG’s life) ML: Whatche reading? NMG: Reading bout ‘Nam ML: Sweet. I like death.…
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Rod Stewart and I Want to Know if We’ve Told You Lately…
Have I told you* lately how much I like excuses? Especially ones involving elderly parents and work? Have I told you how classy it is for you to invite me to hit you up if I get bored at ***-***-**** without your knowing or asking for my name? I suppose I could call myself “you…
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Taming the Irrational
I am consistent. I at least have that going for me. I have a thing for buying high heels that are too tall for me. I have a thing for inappropriateness. I tell myself that I will wear them in my house to break them in, learn how to walk in them, and firm my…
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Suffering Writer’s Guilt
I wonder if you suffer, too writer’s guilt and all of that. To see gray-blue as a feeling never a hue.
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Going
Listen I’m tired of her I’m tired of hearing her I’m tired of seeing her Since she’s on her way to good health or on her way to not-so-bad health Her complaining and her refusals are symptoms of a petulant child I have no patience for Since she’s going anyway I wish…
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Shallow Skin
It doesn’t have to hurt for me to like the feel of shallow skin torn from deeper depths. Not all cuticles run so deep but removal makes the edges of my being warm. I might go to professionals who tinker and snip but I don’t wish for nails that are better kept. …
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Present, Future
This day is going better than yesterday because I do not have to go to the dentist. I have not locked myself out of my car (yet). I am planning to eat all day so as not to get so hungry and stay within my point range for Weight Watchers. Although my gums are…
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Flutter
…and really it’s about wanting to know what I can’t even still do you remember has replaced why at least sometimes you won’t know the significance of this day you never knew the significance of me but I hope you reflect for a brief moment on the last year of your life think of me…
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No Punctuation for Good Measure
this is not a poem exactly just thoughts broken by lines and no punctuation for good measure this is not a coherent whole poem and prose welded and molded fused together in harmony ……… Let me tell you. Thursday marks our one-year anniversary. We met at Julie’s, after my class (it was…