75b

wow – so this is what it’s like to be happy again. to stand up straight. smile without effort. do things i enjoy. not make excuses. and it’s only after being away that i see how sad i was.

like standing on a hill and watching a battle blurring together.

74b

i see her face every night
before i go to sleep
what makes you want her?
you protect her so
and toss me aside
but she does not
clean after you or pay your bills
she has not heard
your unwarranted yelling voice
and she massages your ego
i wouldn’t trade places
good luck, girl – good luck

73b

will anyone ever love me as much as my dog? warm belly and nose kisses no mater what i’ve done.

72b

and now the background story emerges for our main character. she turns to one that has always been there but can never truly be there for her. three taps later and the dam of memories comes down to expose hidden desires blanketed in unspoken understanding. smile. nod. they both move on.

71b

it was very interesting. i had given him all of the pictures that remind me of him and “us.” two boxes gone…

and all that remained was a 1″ stack in those boxes.

and i told a friend of how it was a symbol of my emptiness. she said, “or – you can see it as how you are going to enjoy refilling them with better memories.”

perspective – all the difference.

70b

such a pity for you to have messed up
let me fall from your fingertips
onto the road
i would have made you the whole story
held you up and let the world think
of you
as the most incredible man
but now -
you will be an exposed, isolated sentence
in a book of experience
so stand there with your awkward identity that
you so recently claimed
hope it keeps you warm