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25 Years of Marriage - 15 Years of Neglect

There's weeds in my
garden I can't use a
ho(e)
The man who could
pull them don't care
no mo

The shit's overgrown
I might need a plow
But it's waited so
long that it's no
use now

When we planted the
thing we both shared
the work
Then one day I
looked up and said,
"Where is that
jerk?"

My back started
aching, legs started
to tremble
The beetles and
grubs began to
disassemble

All the love and
attention we put in
this thing
It's as rusty and
broken as my diamond
ring

He comes around
every once in awhile
And kills off small
weeds with a casual
smile

He tosses out a few
grubs with an 'I
love you'
I halfheartedly
reply, "I love you,
too"

Then I start to
remember as he walks
away
The tomatoes and
herbs we planted
that day

The cucumbers and
beans and corn and
beets
Represented by
kisses so warm and
so sweet

Flirty little winks
over coffee and
toast
The occasional
ass-squeeze -- gone
like a ghost

Making love was like
water to our
marriage bed
Reaffirming our
promise we made when
we wed

But with years of
neglect and a long
dry spell
I can say pretty
surely, this thing's
gone to hell

'Cause there's weeds
in my garden too big
to pull out
The bulldozer's just
me with a scream and
a shout

It would probably be
better to burn the
thing down
Forget about
gardening -- go out
on the town

To a place no one
knows me and I don't
know them
Where I sip on my
drink and -- Wait,
what is this stem

I just found in my
hair, damn those
infernal weeds!
I guess I should
stay here and tend
to the needs

Of the beautiful
garden we let go to
waste
Plant some kisses,
caresses -- so good
to taste

For love, like a
garden, needs
tending to grow
And weeding, and
hoeing and raking,
you know

It's back-breaking
work, but the payoff
is sweet
For the
soul-soothing feast
we both love to eat

We're starving each
other, pissed off
and pissed on
The garden we
planted has been
gone too long

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Sympathy Banquet

The Pleasure of your Company
                      is Requested 
                               at
               A Banquet in Celebration 
                               of
                 The Big Picture of Life
                       to be Held at
               Your Earliest Convenience
                          before 
                    The Eleventh Hour
                              <|>
                  Appetizers will Include
                a Cocktail of Bitter Tears
         Garnished with Fresh Sprigs of Regret
                             and
          a Light Melange of Personal Inflictions
           Sauteed in a Rich Resentment Sauce
                               <|>
                a Salad of Tossed Emotions
                               with
                      Sympathy Dressing
                           Will follow
                                <|>
    a Tureen of Everything Anyone Ever Did to You
                    will Precede the Entrée
                     which will consist of a
                Thick Fillet of Condemnation
      Braised Over an Open Fire of Unforgiveness
           Served with a Puree of Wistfulness
                                and
                Garden Grown Indifference
              Poached in a Whine Reduction
                     And Garnished with
                           Minced Crow
                                <|>
                 A Dessert of Humble Pie
                                and
                       Stifled Screams
              Complimented by an Aperitif
                    of Flaming Foresight
                 will Conclude the Dinner
                                <|>
                       Dancing to the
                   Music of the Spheres
                       will Commence
                               in the
                           Bawl Room
                              where
                    Nightcaps of Resolve
                         will be Served

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God Forsaken Waltz

when You told me You loved me
i signed the peace treaty,
then i sadly saw
that my name stood alone;

there were no other takers --
all who watched were fakers;
i knew in an instant
i couldn't go home.

it soon became clear
the things i held dear
were not as important
as they once seemed to be;

but still, God, You spoke --
many thought it a joke --
and, in my false pride,
i inclined to agree.

You directed the current,
i was drenched in the torrent
of what was intended
as soul-cleansing love;

but i thought i was drowning,
i resisted the crowning
from Your loving hands
and the help from above.

i'm not much for praying,
not good at displaying
the way You intend me
to live out my life;

i'm caught in the maelstrom,
the everyman hail storm
of facing each day
and the on-coming strife;

and all i can say
is i'm willing to pay
for blowing You off
and refusing to hear --

hard-headed and stubborn
often feeling forlorn,
immersing my psyche
in indulgent tears.

You wait patiently
for my heart to see
what my eyes have always
known all along;

help me, open my mind
to my ears, please be kind --
let me take in the sweet sound
of Your angels' song