Thursday, March 22, 2018

To much for a man

If the trick to catch a man
Is to be thin and young and dumb
Then Im not sure there is a man
Im going to try and seek

Im not willing to be submissive
To court or keep a guy
Pleasure and companionship
Can be found other ways

Im fat and old and smart
I like food more than sex
No one will acuse me of being fun
Im at odds with keeping a mate

I wont spend my life
In a perpetual chase
I think I can live without
Yeah, Im better off on my own.

Thursday, March 15, 2018


Grief is an odd thing
like a slap in the face
it's surprises and stings
and leaves a mark

It can come in waves
crashing over us
pulling us under
suffocating under the weight

Other times it's a numbness
as if nothing has changed
but the colors are muted
The day a bit less bright

For a moment it isnt so bad
And then grief sneaks up on us
because it lives with us always
the visits just get less frequent

We go on in this incomplete world
A world that keeps moving
A new day that keeps dawning
We live with what it is.