And that’s something I’ve never done
because I’ve never known this morning-
So that means we’ve both just done
something we’ve never done on the same
morning which can never be done again-
Now go be what you talk about.
My about is in need of more.
I’d like your opinion on what more would be.
Here’s my about link-
Life is a bent spoon with a jagged edge. -M. Taggart
I awoke this morning with the feeling
that something dreaded happened.
Not that something will happen-
But did happen. Later today.
Like a book that’s already been written
and we all need to wait to find out
what it was.
Now, I’m left hoping what happened
Didn’t happen to you.
God gave me two very heavy fists
I hope to never use again
but if needed
I was nineteen
Someone I loved came home in the car of a well known drug dealer
I was backing down my driveway when he clipped my car
I was furious. Not at the the small accident, but at the fact that
part of my heart was sitting in a drug dealers car
So, I got out of my car, walked to the drivers window and
blew it out with my fist
I watched the glass shatter all over his head
yea, he was upset
I was happy about that
A few days later I was informed that the drug dealer was going to sue me
For a fucking window?
How bout’ them apples
I was going to be sued by a drug dealer
for breaking his window
while he sat in his car-
And he would have won
I fixed his damn window
I was in college when I was tossed in jail for a while
I broke someone’s face who, well, got what he deserved
and I did too and I’ve always been fine with that
It’s a strange thing to think about the metamorphosis
I’ve been through
Anger and strength set me free from the horrible abuse I suffered as a child
Don’t tell me Anger isn’t an appropriate emotion
It is and without it I would have killed myself
Anger is as normal an emotion as love and it’s up to us to learn how to best use it-
point it in the right direction and you will create
and what I created is my now beautiful life
that I fought for
because no one else did
ps, I paid for my college education. I went back after jail. I finished. Because that’s what I do.
Is it now yet
When you disappear for a while
It’s hard to find you
we never wrote when they asked us to-
we didn’t draw
we didn’t let our pencil wander-
Their eyes were too Purple
we left our paper blank
the other world was what they wanted
and they will not have it
Now I lay me down to sleep-
An angel breathes softly now
Having known what I’d become
What’s your favorite word? I don’t have a favorite word. Everyone has a favorite word. I’m not an everyone. The boy retraced his mind. Who’s everyone. The grayness closed in. There was no sun. There never was.
Look into the window
You were just looking out of