I my not be the best

Hour – 17 In this world full of charms i may not be the best Yet certainly, I’m not like the rest a path wide enough for only two of us to walk abreast The feelings the emotions No real love just the lust Failed to…

Beyond scared

I have never really feared monsters boogeymen in closets demented clowns things from other dimensions Meh. I grew up in the 1960s watching 50s B movies Karloff, Lugosi epics saw Godzilla as cute, not menacing Fun Now in my sixth decade I do believe in…

Hour Seventeen- Black and White

  here they come again, mocking me, dissing me, taking a jab, creeping onto me.   jealousy is a black and white game. to black, white always seems like a weakling. the sole purpose of black is to extend its callous ends, to consume the…

Lust after a world

This is the night without end this obsession with the day does not evoke the same lust after a world that is limitless Choose to give yourself to the night without day is your greatest desire to reject all those who will not surrender yourself…

Hour 17

I arrive and no one moves, sweat drips down their necks. I am the heat, hitting people like a wall and they are frozen, The room is a loud orange, uncomfortable chairs lounge around and on the glass table stands a cold beverage slippery because…

Hour 17: batter-fry

Batter-fry Take one woman, docile Add liberal doses of harsh treatment, preferably, in the first few months/years of marriage. Harsh, how harsh? Hmm, comments like, late from work again, flirting with your colleague, didn’t your mother teach you anything, housework first, children first, husband first,…