Archive for September, 2015

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Posted: September 26, 2015 in writing

All I have to my name
Is a crappy car,
Repurposed furniture,
Mountains of secondhand clothes
And two bunnies.

Change

Posted: September 15, 2015 in writing

It is far easier to assign blame than to foster even the tiniest bit of change.
Those who are more concerned with blame than with change are small-minded
and unwilling to spend even their own thoughts on anyone but their self.
How selfish is that?

I sunk my past into you and fed on yours;
My teeth in your throat and my nails clawing your back
To get under your skin
While feelings bubbled up under mine,
Little vapor pockets full of remorse, attachment, affection and want
That popped, spilling their contents
Every time you kissed me.