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Thursday, January 28, 2010

Droopy





If it falls she might let some guy she doesn't know or never met pick it up.

There is a bunch of stuff that lifts things but it costs money.

If it's a cartoon I rather not watch it but I pretend to be grown up.

If it droops then that's what happens and nobody notices except for you.




Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Hater





Everything they do is self directed.

They are without satisfaction.

Annoyance is how they make themselves known.

They will do anything to justify their behavior but they will never see justice.

Our opinion is the meaning of their life; why do they hate us?





Saturday, January 23, 2010

Stranger





Never talk to strangers unless they are weird.

Weird people do not participate in strangeness.

Cursing at strangers is a usual happening.

Cursing at weird people is rude.





Saturday, January 16, 2010

Spilled Milk





I am tired of people doing stuff behind my back.

If they cannot do it in front of my face when they turn around I will kick their ass.

If you got a feeling and had to react then that's that.

I get what I deserve; nobody knows who I am.

Maybe they never will; I did it hoping things would change.

Now that I am caught in this world I can't hide what is noticeable.


Thursday, January 14, 2010

Many Faces





If you can take it off then it is a mask.

Some wear several every other moment as a part of their self.

Too many make us ill; too little makes us weak.

I wonder if I will ever see my own face.





Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Name





It means something nobody knows unless they got the same one.

If we call each other out we might never know what is within.

Our sentimental things are without people.

Our sentimental thoughts are without people.

I rather not be alone but I am.

Even surrounded by others I felt a similar way.

Now that we are separated I search for a name.





Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Borrowed





I wonder if anybody owns anything at all.

Previously I never noticed how we get caught.

All of us owe to borrow and then pay some more.

We each contribute to one other's so called debt.

We can liquidate our theater props to get rid of the act.

Are we going to wander about until we got no choice?





Monday, January 11, 2010

To Choose or Not To Choose





Stay there to stay still or go nowhere to say nothing at all.

Move for a tissue or keep a box.

Toss the newspaper or use it to pack up for another.

Let it pass to never let it go.

Let it go to lose it all.

Forget about what is important to remember how much it hurts.

Fight for surrender to wonder if the enemy ever dies quicker.





Sunday, January 10, 2010

He's Gay





No warning signs at all....

Silently happy to meet with couch buddies....

You buy his clothes; he does not mind.

You cook his food; he does not mind.

Laying at the same moment is a distance beyond time.

He walks by, he looks the same as always, he is definitely there....

There is one child or maybe two....

Oh well! Got to do what you got to do.





Saturday, January 9, 2010

Husband





If you can live without him then you do.

If making love is a music video, TV is much more entertaining.

If making love is a soap opera, the house is clean.

If making love is a movie, the box office is a couch.

If his money is not your money, you got no money.

If your money is his money, you got no money.





Friday, January 8, 2010

Medusa





Medusa is a bong...

Medusa is a mirror...

Medusa is a make up utensil...

Medusa is a an exercise video...

Medusa is a diet...

Medusa used to be a friend; what happened?





Thursday, January 7, 2010

Story About A Girl





The wishing tree shed leaves for her...

Nowhere to be seen...

Shred into strings...

Her husband is a vapor stream.

I cannot recognize her but you can.

She only knows where she is at when he tells her; wherever he is...

Ghosts for the deaf and blind world; I wonder if they will ever find each other.

This place is unkind for wanderers and lovers alike; both at once is absolute misery.





Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Big Houses





We may prefer to be inside a modest house than a big house.

Big houses can be cold, full of strangers, and equipped with doors that do not open.

We wonder how we became lost inside the big house.

We wonder how time becomes stagnant in the big house.

We wonder who knows about the big house.

We wonder why they made the big house.

The modest house is built for guests, not strangers.

The modest house is a place we rather be than a big house.





Tuesday, January 5, 2010

The Front





When you see her you know it was her.

You already saw her and you don't know it was her; you should know.

She can't hide.

She puts up a front because she loves you.

She believes herself to be an endangerment; she is everywhere you look.

She's aesthetic sight and sound only because she is not around.

She needs you and needs you to know.





Monday, January 4, 2010

Pink





Pink is flesh tissue.

Pink is an innocent kiss.

Pink is loyal femininity.

Pink is a girl who dreams of a boy.

Pink is a boy who is tender for a girl.

Pink is an exit from the world.

Pink is an exit from everyone we know.





Sunday, January 3, 2010

Dependability Depends





Dependability depends on how much we think we need somebody until we actually do; then somehow they are mysteriously gone.

Depending on people can make us believe we should not depend on people.

Dependable people are people we adore; we can count on them no matter what.

If we cannot depend on each other there is nothing for us in this world or anybody else's world.

I do not know what we are going to do without each other.

I guess we really will crawl.





Saturday, January 2, 2010

Why Does Shortee do This?





I told the ladies in Nicky Yonkers (New York) that I would do this.

They told me that I should write down what we figured out.

I don't know why they thought it was important to do this.

Maybe you do; I hope you do.

I do it for you.





Friday, January 1, 2010

Unfaithful





You are a showcase for telephone calls and appearances; he is unfaithful and I hate to tell you.

You go along with the look just to keep a face you are unwilling to show.

You are unaware of a forceful nature which arises from self defense.

You are unaware who you let walk out of your life when they know how you feel.

Coming back late does not mean a thing.

Unanswered calls do not cause discomfort.

When you understand that you are alone is when you know what is going on behind the scenes.

We are not alone if we can understand all these things.