Sticks and stones

Those made of ceramic clay must not cast stones. Because you’re not even worthy of glass, which is transparent. See through. I can read what’s underneath glass. No. You’re a murky, wet clay that molds were attempted with, but thrown on the wheel. Then the wheel couldn’t even get you to stand. Clay is dense. […]

Mouth full of shit

I can’t fall. Not anymore. Because I’m already in pieces; broken from my last plunder. I want nothing more than to go back in time. Right some wrongs. But it wouldn’t fix shit. Butterfly effects. Turmoil comes on a roll over plan. Why can’t I go one day without thinking, “I hope he’s okay….?” Hush, […]

Surprises around every corner

I’m falling for Apollo. Once again in my life I find myself in a forbidden infatuation. I was raised in a racist south. Yet accepting of generations’ later and thus their opinions. But not in THIS family. No “Bless her heart”‘s allowed. But my goodness does this sweet-southern, polite, young gentleman make me an eager […]

Itchy ears

This past week has been full of itchy ears. I’m losing my hearing from my own scabby ears over-producing wax at the same rate I’m clawing it out. But that’s literal. Annoying. Stupid. But it’s a permanent part of my life. Otherwise, there is a saying. That if your ear randomly itches, that means someone […]

Let’s half ass some poetry

I’m drunk. Droplets of tequila anew. Night shift Woes reflecting off the dew outside kitchen windows That let in the early morning glow.  It’s reflecting off my cat’s back.  I extinguish another cigarette.  Swig strawberry lemonade. Swig tequila. I have to piss.  And whilst I do I reminiscence of a time much simpler than this.  […]

Cigarette smoke

Punishment. It’s a linger.  A sudden drop of inhibition. A regretful switch of rage.  Are we not all in some sort of cage?   “Oh, darling, you’re my everything!”  “Bitch, are you fucking hearing me?!”  Tap. Tappity. Tap. Dancing fingers are braver than breaths taken.  Only God can judge if we are awakened.  Love can’t simply […]

Stupid fucking bitch

I committed the ultimate sin. I could’ve murdered someone instead of this. A regular day. A regular week. Haven’t pissed my dad off in a while. So life is… Okay. I get in my car to go to work. Dad is in garage working on his truck. I see his coupe backed out into the […]