Everything’s Perfect
"You have a great life" - Sally Wood
The room is warm,sugarsweet, andwormwood nasty. I've been in a warm room before with a fireplace and beautiful rug. perhaps a great pyrenees and a fuzzy man to snuggle with. My friend's mother's house is sugar sweet. It smells of candles and has collections of adorable dolls. The furniture is precious and breakable. The hovel…
If you are unapologetic,Are you rude? Only if you should apologize the saying goes. People seem to apologize too much or not enough. If I cannot be Goldilocks I supposeI should prefer to be too hot instead of too cold.
As the weight of the snow bends the bough,I consider the weight of the world.The branch could crackAnd part of it will be lostLeaving a scarAnd a feeling in the treeThat it is incomplete.Or a wind of change could comeAnd cause all that troubles the treeTo cascade to its foundation.But for now, it bends and…
I don’t think I’ll look for love again. maybe I’ll seek out a dark alley with opioid addicts, hoping for a victim from a foreign town whose absence won’t be noticed for a week or more. or perhaps I’ll take out an ad in the classifieds, if they still have those. I’ll list all of…
You and I have different views on love. You think it has to be earned, deserved, that the struggle for it is real. There’s nothing you can do to earn love. You’ll never be good enough to deserve it. It’s a gift that is all.
I collect people like Pokémon cards. I can tell which species they match with. I merge them to evolve into a new being. done. Discard them and send them on their way. Or I keep them wrapped tight with a rubber band for the day when I find another one.
I’m working very hard so it’s not complicated and you won’t even tell me the truth about the girl you complained about for days and the reason you wanted me to come to town