Rembrandt was deliriously happy about the computer I brought.
He looked himself up and found things that he had long ago forgot.
Mary, my bestie, was peeking into my favorite Zig Ziglar book.
It is my turn! I told her. She argued “Just give me one more look.”
For lunch we had ham and beans with onions over cornbread.
Then we had iced tea. Mary pouted. She wanted coffee instead.
Cher’s Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves was playing on high.
This intrigued Rembrandt. He is a very musical guy!
We did a little dancing, then I took out “See You at the Top”.
I began to read it aloud, but Rembrandt asked me to stop.
I like reading a book for myself without all your inflections.
I was irritated by his bossiness. He did not win any affections.
You have to. We have to. They have to. Someone has to.
We are all astounded by her sheer bossiness.
She is four, and already wants someone to have rules.
She likes being the rule maker.
You have to say “please”. This makes sense, so we do.
We have to go shopping, but what if there is no money?
She is four; this is an abstract concept she does not fathom.
You have to bring your checkbook, she says.
Someone has to explain to her that the check book
is not magic like credit cards.
Not understanding myself,
I leave this up to others.
I’m over your moods…
I’m over your style…
I’m over your kisses,
And I’m over your smile.
I’m over your words,
I’m over your voice.
I’m over your bossiness,
I’m over being here with no choice.
I’m so over it….
I’m over the arguments,
I’m over the letters,
I’m over you telling me,
“Everything with us will get better.”
I’m over the flowers,
I’m over the tears…
I’m over all the time,
That was wasted through the years.
I’m over you not believing in me,
I’m over you doubting me,
I’m over you putting me last…
I’m over you holding onto your past.
I’m over this lie I’ve been living,
I’m over the false love you’ve been giving.
I’m over you lack of trust,
I’m over this….
I’m over us.
I’m over this new version of me,
I’m over being your puppet,
And soon you’ll see.
I’ll fight like crazy,
To put things in my life….
Back to the way they used to be.
When it was just me….
I’m over everything….
I’m over you and me….
I’m over it.