Laying in the dark,
I feel the spring breeze
blow through the pine trees,
as the dogs bark.
The coyotes sing their
songs to the moon.

This moment wants
to keep me from the morning
waking hours.

Humid May,
humor me more.

I speak less,
and drown within the hustle.
Hide behind every other
person as possible.
Distant.

Thank you for dealing with my serious sense ability today,  
for that, I want to send 10 billion hugs into the air.
Sparkles everywhere, if I can muster the strength
I'll send another 10 billion Rainbow wishes, for good measure.

smooth and sweet
you're making me crazy.
i want sticky kisses
that stay with me
for so long
that i remember the taste
several years later.

******!!!
carkeys...
where have you gone??
this time...

i know you think,
this is a wonderful way
to pass the time.
but i am a busy woman.

and when i put you
down,
someplace,
i expect you,
to stay there.....

not grow legs,
scurry away....and hide

now....
i am going to,
close my eyes,
count to ten
and then, when,
i open them,
you just better be
sitting right there
in front of me!!!!


and that
goes for you too...
ya silly sunglasses.

I'm not cold.
I've learned; you'll
Live. It's just pain.
Let it hurt
Itself out.

Ahh.
I believe
It is a sign
Of a healthy
  Relationship
    When the words
       She loves to hear
          The most no longer
           Are I Love You, but
           ****, girl. You crack me up!
                                 It means the love
                                  Can be taken for
                      As granted as it should.
Laughter
Never is.

At some point the mind must release
And allow the pain to subside  
To make tomorrow settle for peace
With the salty waves in my mind

At some point the mind must let go
And forget about the weeks and days
Spent upon the oceans ebb and flow
Let go he rains the hearts fiery blaze

At some point the heart must warm up
And angered she burns quickly
Boiling the polluted puddles into sirup
Which leaks into the soul thickly

At some point part of the soul must die
Allowing the whole to be free
She will be vulnerable and cry
But at las  she can genuinely be

Because  I'm nothing special

Not talented
Not beautiful
Not funny

I'm just an average girl
Destined for an average life
For meaningless experiences
For dismal opportunities
And big dreams
And a meaningless death

And that scares me
                    A lot