Silence, is loud
Heads in the cloud
Lived life to a point
Stopped to smoke a joint
Upon the grass so green
Reflections of all I have seen
Every dream
So it would seem
Vanish ,before my eye
Can't hold on no matter how I try
Or cry
Words fail
Dreams seem frail
Is love real
Must be nice to feel
Silence rings in my ears
Giving birth to new fears
Lost tears
Was it always this way
Lost in what next to say
Lost in neither the dark nor the light
Wasn't worth the fight
You know I'm right
What's the point
Pass that joint
Dreams come and go
As you well know
Broken dreams pave the way
To a new day
Yesterdays pain
What you call the stain
Life's strain
Preps you for your tomorrow
Lifts you above all sorrow
Or breaks you
This is true
Makes you dare
Or not care
That's fair
Words Fail
Go to facebook jail
Prison of the mind
Leave reality behind
All you see
Is all you be
Tick freaking tock
Beats the clock
Time passing by
Reasons I try
No tears to cry
Good bye
Yo she’s so freaking hot
Imma shoot my shot
‘My name starts with a B and your name starts with a B, quiche 2 O’s in between and they become boobs… just like you have’
Dude you are going at it the wrong way
‘Me, you, my house with my pet rat and some expired cheese and crackers… i have protection”
Dude, if she doesn’t get with you then she’s just a lousy prude because who wouldn’t want to get with you after the first date
Alright so about me, I have great taste in women, awesome in bed, and the best kisser
I brought you flowers and chocolate because I know that’s what women like and most of the time the ladies come packin home with me… you interested
Yo, I did nothing wrong
She got drunk at the resturaunt and I took her home
And then we did it, I mean, she wasn’t complaining so that’s a first
What she was wearing was so obvious she wanted to be with me
If not, why else did she come home?
You get the girls at the start of the game and make sure they are the ones to give in
Thats how you get all the ladies
I glanced at her nails
saw fins and scales
Reached for her hair
Hmm. Nothing there
Took her right hand
felt just like sand
Looked at her face
Is she from outer space
Next time I'll not tempt fate
and agree to a blind date
I barely know how you bear it, I said to the grapefruit
Of course, true to form, she tried to smooth everything out.
I was irked because no words arrived to sooth me.
Which made her easier to eat, actually – more palpable.
Masticating my cereal is never easy these days,
especially when the news is on, so I shut that puppy down.
If it is not good news, I do not need it, especially in the morning.
There was a wreck at 17th and Lamar, as usual.
I see one there almost every morning,
Yet I continue driving this same exact route.
And me, the woman who loathes routine,
Actually living one now. Is it my age, do you suppose?
The car radio is on some 1970’s music but not folk music.
The one channel I had on before my husband drove
And ruined things by changing my channel.
He is going to be eating mothballs for supper tonight.
My girlfriend calls to yack about her dead husband again.
I wish he was still alive so I could beat his ass, she says.
I have heard it about sixty-nine times, still it never gets old
Especially this morning as listen to the wrong freaking station.
Greenish meadows, stony benches
Doves and crows toilet in bunches
Huge turnout..
Without fear of baited string bides
Flying fishes in lone seasides
From hideout..
Tree top squirrels wandered bottom
Like torpor kings in their kingdom
Free rollout..
Weeds and shoots sprouting from the soil
Dormant seeds sensing human spoil
They freakout..
Birds and beasts call on us to boo
World became a big human zoo
In stakeout..
Freaking frigid today, wear your woollies
Spring's just around the corner, no need for hoodies
The promise of warm temps
A bunch of outdoor events
Serving coffee and cookies and homemade goodies
Another freaking cold Canadian day
BUT that glorious warm sun makes it almost okay
Temps are frigid
Reminds me of Brigitte
But that's another part of my private dossier
Another freaking cold Canadian winter's day
BUT that glorious warm sun makes it almost okay
Temps are frigid
Reminds me of Brigitte
But that's another part of my private dossier
The freaking cold weather is here again
Fillies want to snuggle for a piece of me they yen
Have to spread me thin
Double my double chin
Fillies by the hundreds crowd into my den!
90 today, with the humidex should feel like 108 degrees
Time to divest ourselves of all clothing, run around creating a breeze
Perhaps that's not too great
More turmoil it'd create
As well as the heat, the girlies would all want a piece
Should have known winter ain't done yet
What was I thinking we mustn't forget
There's still three more weeks
Till the end of this streak
My big old beano is freakishly upset
Another freaking cold Canadian winter's day
BUT that glorious warm sun makes it almost okay
Temps are frigid
Reminds me of Brigitte
But that's another part of my private dossier
Standing in front of my closet right now
Wondering what I should wear, my assets to wow
Some manly attire
That girlies admire
Y'all know how I'm so sexually endowed
Ms. Dolly has something with things
that a naked eye can’t see.
Once she went for dinner;
a charming date,
and a plate of fine cuisine.
A plate of tilapia fish was right in front of her.
She could see an eye looking straight
at her – still and unblinking. She felt as though
the fish was staring right at her.
She gasped in terror,
as though she had seen a ghost.
“Are you okay dear?” her lover asked.
“It’s the fish!” she said.
Her lover thought that it was the pepper;
he ordered her another fish,
this time without pepper. Another still,
unblinking eye she saw – she gasped once
again.
“What’s wrong now, honey?” he asked.
“The eyes!” she said, her face
flashing in terror.
Her lover then thought her eyes had a problem.
“I’ll get you the best optician in town,” he promised her.
“I can’t stand all what I’m seeing!” she said, amid
breaking whispers….
Date of Entry: 8/27/2016
Standing in front of my closet right now
Wondering what I should wear, my assets to wow
Some manly attire
That girlies admire
Y'all know how I'm so sexually endowed
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