I go to bed anxious,
What is there to do?
What will tomorrow do to you?
I close my eyes,
I wake up afraid…
My god,
The bed is not even made,
And I have just gone thru so much,
Laying here wondering “what”
How can I ever fathom “why”?
I can’t even open my eyes,
I am sure,
I will become unglued,
If I can’t stay next to you,
But money is evil,
And we love sin,
Monday,
So… the week begins
©B L Costello 2017

You should have worn gloves,

There is blood on you coat

You’re pretty when you smile,

Pass the soap


©B L Costello 2017

“**** them with kindness”,
I did understand,
Now, their blood is on my hands,
I do as I am told,
Just like you said……
And now their pillows are colored red,
It’s something I’ve always wanted to do,
I would do anything for you……..
And now it’s over!
Look what we’ve done,
I feel better…
That was fun.
©B L Costello 2017

Child of god,
Hypnotic to me
She smiles saying the rosary
She sings for god,
But she’ll sing for you,
Innocent,
God knows……
What she has been through,
She is very impulsive,
Maybe disturbed,
Out in all weather,
Preaching his word,
I pass her corner,
But I know it’s a test,
Each time she says….”thank you”,
She tells me I am….. ”blessed”,
And I am so busy,
With nothing to say,
No song,
No smile,
I fail everyday day
©B L Costello 2017

My problems are larger,
And so is the print,
I listen more closely,
Sometimes,
I squint,
I am much more tired at the end of the day,
Sometimes I forget……
What did you say?
I try not worry,
But I do now and then,
Starting to wonder…..
How does this end?
©B L Costello 2017

I love to make the colors match
I navigate the lines,
Oh, that satisfying crunch!
It really is “DIVINE”!
I sure could use a booster,
There’s whistle in the distance,
I just turn down the sound,
It can be quite insistent,
Oh, but I forgive,
With my gentle index touch,
I will complete my level,
I love to candy crush!
©B L Costello 2017

"If something is wrong with my baby
There’s’ something I gotta do",
Now you shrug and say
"What is wrong with you?"
Sometimes……
I cannot help it,
I am sure,
I have worn you out,
But you signed up for long haul,
You knew what I was about,
Now,
I ask the questions,
What do I have to do?
Now I have to ask what is wrong with you?
Then you hurt my feelings,
We both say that we’re fine,
I used to be your princess
Once upon a time
I know that you are tired,
Dear you have a right,
But sometimes when I’m sad,
I really miss my knight
©B L Costello 2017