Her favorite poem is by e.e. cummings.

anyone lived in a pretty how town ( Read more... )

Fighting it. fighting it.
fighting
if
it
fight
ing
it
.

Softly humming ever present buzz invades my day;

Someone speaks, and then I have to ask, "What did you say?"

"A troll in flight," he says again to my obnoxious ears;

Oh, what a sight! I search the sky for his climatic fears;

"Give me your blight," repeats the man with questions on his face,

My blight? A fight? Tonight with Mike? What’s this? He wants to ( Read more... )

100317 “Believe, Dang It ( Read more... )

I did or said something wrong - who the hell knows?

It happened three times; times three complete;

I don’t know; I give up; My body’s sick;

Goodbye.

I usually say that intelligent people are never bored, because we have our minds to entertain us. So, I must be restless. Rest-less. Yes, I'm lacking rest. That sets up the restless condition that leads to boredom. My brain is so tired that thinking in terms of reality is difficult. I'd rather just float away on clouds of soft music with pillows ( Read more... )

Favorite song lyrics? That's like asking me for my favorite daughter!
In light of the day:
"They must have taken my marbles away!
Crazy! Toys in the attic he is crazy."

From "The Trial" by Pink Floyd on the album *The Wall*.

You don't call when you need help.

Instead, you post your latest pain.

You deny my answers and make them melt

Against those stony walls where light wanes.

Where are you thinking?

What are your goings?

Hurting, crying, reaching.

Others will not wait.

I no longer wait.

Dust shakes.

Contemplate!

42.

You had the answer,

Then you threw away the ( Read more... )