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Monday, March 31, 2008
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Crying Out Loud
I was sad yesterday, but when I turned around and looked back at the man across the parking lot sobbing into his hands, my heart broke.
I wanted to rush back to him and grab him up, absorbing his pain. I needed to tell him it would be ok, his friend was in a better place now, but I couldn't honestly.
I ducked behind a car and thought this was just the begining for my son as he rocked back and forth, his large newly muscular shoulders hunched, his no longer innocent face hidden in his hands. There will be more loss for you in the future, more loved ones will leave you before their time. I cannot protect him from that.
Instead I turned, and continued on and gave him all I could. Time to miss his friend without reservation.
I wanted to rush back to him and grab him up, absorbing his pain. I needed to tell him it would be ok, his friend was in a better place now, but I couldn't honestly.
I ducked behind a car and thought this was just the begining for my son as he rocked back and forth, his large newly muscular shoulders hunched, his no longer innocent face hidden in his hands. There will be more loss for you in the future, more loved ones will leave you before their time. I cannot protect him from that.
Instead I turned, and continued on and gave him all I could. Time to miss his friend without reservation.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
A Millisecond Two Long
you know the way silence feels sometimes
like that instant just after slamming your hand in a door
or stubbing your toe
but before the pain comes?
that's the way now wishing more
than a hundred thousand times
that i could take back what i'd just said
and why
like that instant just after slamming your hand in a door
or stubbing your toe
but before the pain comes?
that's the way now wishing more
than a hundred thousand times
that i could take back what i'd just said
and why
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Ice Princess
Consider yourself lucky if you make me scream.
You are one of the few.
Make me raise my voice and yell.
You have cracked my cold shell.
If you cause me to swing my arms with wild abandon
You have got me.
Cause me to turn red in the face
There is no going back from what you've seen
But if I only use my polite normal voice
You are nothing to me.
You are one of the few.
Make me raise my voice and yell.
You have cracked my cold shell.
If you cause me to swing my arms with wild abandon
You have got me.
Cause me to turn red in the face
There is no going back from what you've seen
But if I only use my polite normal voice
You are nothing to me.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Actually it Was Never Hers
The sight of her bag by his front door always made him happy. The tattered gym bag meant the girl would sleep over. When she first started spending the night with him, only a change of under ware and cosmetics would travel with her. A bulging bag delighted the lonely man because it was his sign she was his for the weekend. Forty eight warm love filled hours. He would hide her bag on Sunday to prolong her visit. But he never begged her to stay. And so she left for good.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Lavandar
I reached for the forgotten bottle and opened the stopper.
The smell of warm floral sunshine drifted towards me and I thought of him.
I inhaled it's cheer and heard his deep laughter.
I let a drop land on my wrist and remembered his gentle touch.
Rubbing my hand on my throat I pictured his strong body.
My fragrant fingertips traced my navel and I reminisced our future.
I jumped back into the shower because he smelt of death.
The smell of warm floral sunshine drifted towards me and I thought of him.
I inhaled it's cheer and heard his deep laughter.
I let a drop land on my wrist and remembered his gentle touch.
Rubbing my hand on my throat I pictured his strong body.
My fragrant fingertips traced my navel and I reminisced our future.
I jumped back into the shower because he smelt of death.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
My Part Time Gig
Why do you want another job? the staff asked, you work around food all day. My stomach growled and my mouth watered too hard to answer.
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Monday, March 10, 2008
nestled up high
i live up in the clouds. reality is not for me. people say i should come down. that the clouds are not a place for a grown up to be. i smile at them. maybe one day i'll come down. but i never will. reality is not for me. i will stay up here. the view is quite breath taking.
Thursday, March 06, 2008
All I Want to Talk About
I've been trying to write you a letter. About the rules for playing Louisiana Pickle and the intricacies and benefits of hot cock sauce- the best possible way to maneuver drunk in a fishing vessel-and how to navigate my basement with or without the lights on. Should duck eggs be used exclusively in baking. Sometimes in it, I investigate why the delete key is missing from your keyboard, and the effects of etymology on the blind. And others just begin with a laundry list of your personal inefficacy's. Then some letters I try to write don't.
Monday, March 03, 2008
Go Head. Take a Swing. I Got Nothing.
Today I sucked.
The owner of my company witnessed my deficensey.
I am plain ineffective.
My boss to the second power enlightened me.
I need to try harder.
My peers informed me.
I am not doing their job.
My subordinates argued with me.
I am unknowable.
Sat alights phoned me.
I am blowing deadlines.
Customers huffed at me.
I am without reason.
Minions yelled at me.
I am right.
I whispered to myself.
After I chewed my insides up.
And spit them on the ground.
The owner of my company witnessed my deficensey.
I am plain ineffective.
My boss to the second power enlightened me.
I need to try harder.
My peers informed me.
I am not doing their job.
My subordinates argued with me.
I am unknowable.
Sat alights phoned me.
I am blowing deadlines.
Customers huffed at me.
I am without reason.
Minions yelled at me.
I am right.
I whispered to myself.
After I chewed my insides up.
And spit them on the ground.
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