What doesn't **** you makes you stronger.*

What doesn't **** you
maims you.

What doesn't **** you
makes you an *******.

What doesn't **** you
makes you afraid of life.

What doesn't **** you
makes you afraid to love.

What doesn't **** you
makes you meek.

What doesn't **** you
scars your soul.

What doesn't **** you
should have.

  ~mce

They said I need to see a doctor  - a psychiatrist
What do they think of me that I have this mind disease?
They just don’t want to accept the fact that I’m just so unique
Who see the story from the other side it was my very gift

They are just so envious that I am so genius
My IQ was unmeasurable to them that’s so obvious
They said they were my friends but they turned me down
But that’s ******* okay I have always by my side - these funny clowns


Written: July 29, 2014 @ 11:25 PH time

Mysterious Aries

Did you know?
At the center of the universe
There's a black hole

Which means
The heart of the universe
Is remarkably similar to mine

I'm somewhere behind the moon
I've escaped the weight of the world
And there's no sunshine,
No light, no heat
But the thought of you
Keeps me so warm
And I'm content staying
Somewhere behind the moon

if i was a mystic
if i had strong magic
if i were born inside a star
& you weren't already
my older sister's best friend
i would trap time forever
inside the hourglass of
your green-eyed memory
holding a skinny ultra can
shoulders deep brown from
catching two sunsets in a row
standing chest deep in
a clear water river
with the ***** bottle coozy
& your torn-up shorts rolled
halfway down

i was a six-foot-something anxious baby with
wavy blond hair and blue eyes when
you gave me a triumphant pinch inside my ribcage
under the table at dinner one night
my chest still tremors when i remember &
when the brave sunlight touched my knees
& bony nose after a long night with you
paralyzed for ten hours tangled
nestled so tight together
the nerves in my fingertips
& eyelids went numb
like waking up in the middle of a first kiss

i remember our
fun-drunk voices echoing flatly
off the popcorn ceiling of your apartment
when you giggled & told me
i'm better than all the ballcap guys
in all the dusty saloons you've tried
sloshing free ones across the bar at you
or bouncing their farmer's tans against you
& off of you on the wooden dance floor
i grabbed your waist tight & whispered
you're better than all the girls in
all the hash houses & hookah bars i've seen
absentmindedly holding a ukulele on their hips
smoking & yelling over the boys swarming around them

i want to catch every warm
slow second of the sun or your lips on mine
i want to taste the dawn &
your sweet skin fresh like rain
i want to smell the dew being burned
off the st augustine grass outside
& when my forehead glows sharp
like feverish red sunlight
you will press whatever part
of you is coolest there &
all the muscles of my body will
relax & sing to you

it was dawn when you
mounted me for the third time
wearing $600 cowboy boots & nothing else
except the red lipstick you found
under your messy bed
naturally you practiced
spurring me with the heels
& hollering like a wild bird in the
big open fields of america
as the colors bled through & into
my forced closed eyelids
turning them pink like
the inside of a curved seashell
or the curtains of your bedroom
your daughter came in
rubbing her eyes with tiny fists
& a healthy smile her cheeks
rosy with warm sleep & sunshine kisses
you dismounted quickly & swung
a shirt over your shoulders

i stand stretch to yawn & scratch my chest
as you both run away screaming
about sausages & pancakes
i'm left there feeling like a heart transplant
you swore we'd never stop dancing
& there you are sure enough
boot-scootin' around the kitchen
in just my workshirt & your lace *******
checking the cabinets for champagne
to sift over the last bit
of florida's natural o-jay

but you really are
my older sister's best friend
so i should just forget it because
you like to scoff at me
& make half-jokes
that you have terrible taste in men
or i couldn't afford
you anyway

You defy belief
Thanks dear
I mean, seven in the morning and you’re sober
Pub went on fire, early night
Someday you will die a lonely man
My God, that philosophy degree has done you good
Why, because i state the obvious
Exactly, we’re all going to die someday
Not from liver cirrhosis
No, you’ll go from nagging-itis
Always the comic
Being married to you dear, brings out the best in me
Do you ever wonder why i left
Have you left
Yes, i’m now happy with Jeff
Philosophy again, seven in the morning, you passing by
I was concerned about you
Jeff’s boring the pants off you
No he isn't, he’s my rock
Fancy a quickie
Certainly not
C’mon he’s a boring history teacher
Jeff’s a lecturer
It’s written all over your face, frustration my dear
Our *** life is great
*** to the Boer war, riveting
Jeff is tuned into me
Battle of Britain music, is that oral to Jeff
Fucken hate you
I see that look in your eyes
Hate you
You want me
Shut up, lets go
Will you be passing by again anytime soon
Not if i can help it
You sure, i don’t mind helping out
Going for a romantic weekend with Jeff
See you Monday then
Only if i'm passing by

Sometimes I have to remind my brain that I'm fine, more than fine. I'm ok...I'm good.

I know better, when dark thoughts consume me...  
The battle between my heart and the hissing whispers of my demons is a bloodbath.
I know better, that my heart is true, and the rest are lies.
But knowing isn't feeling.
I know, yet I find myself huddled in the heavy cloaks of pain and doubt.
I desire comfort, and the layers are so easily wrapped around me, but the shivering fears are never soothed.
I want to stand tall again. I want to feel the fire of my heart warm me.
Again, I know this... I need to stoke the flame, add kindling, fuel to the fire.
I look around, and realize that the only thing to burn are the black blankets and vicious creatures drawing them over me.
If I shove them into the embers, then they'll hiss, but that's not them whispering anymore, that's only air escaping as I watch them ablaze.
I shall rise again, and not just stand, but dance around my fire, warm and content.

Rain that melts the snow away in early May will never go away.


Seems like that for several days here in March we've lost our ozone layer.


"Big Deal" says the taxi-man in the big city with the fat wallet.


Fat oil says, fat oil says, fat oil says, fat oil says goodnight.


Eat green, eat fresh, eat lithium, just don't try to drink the tritium.


High tide in the hackensack as the moon smiles down on the mosquitoes.


Big daddy stepping on the little man again d.t.v. no good.


Big daddy stepping on the little man there's no healthcare.  Just say die.


This year we can make believe there is health care.  Temperature, pulse, blood pressure.



That is all they do for you for those on medicare and medicaid I swear.


Come back in ninety days we'll do it all over again.  Foot bleeding


It's probably fine, soak it in hot water or you could see a doctor.


But you have to go to the e.r., then you wait for a specialist.


This way they can charge for the higher rate the insurance can't cover.


And that is what caused all those states to be bankrupt.  American Ulcers.


But the people who give half their pay to get insurance get to live.

Hello I've heard what happened to you when I was gone she said
I am too was so unlucky since I left here my bed
Remember that guy I've told you; he broke the promise he made
He never waited for my healing; and he married someone instead
But to tell you it doesn't matter never hurt a lot
You see I am so okay never cause me any scratch

It's been a month since I left; but I did come back
I remembered everything; all of our happy chat
Though I'm there outside no days I forgot
Lovely days we've been together; I've treasured it so much
I've come to realize that I must follow my heart who he tender
I can feel then our feeling was mutual; so it must be now or never

To then I looked at her and I began to say
I've known all the women that I've meet my way
I can give all their names from A to Z
They kiss me every night; we make love that's so alright
Amanda, Belinda, Cassandra to name a few
All of them have wings to the sky they flew
I'm sorry miss; I'm sorry
I did listened to the words you've said
Whats your name again, Jane?
I know Deniece and Ellaine their eyes are both glowing and green
But never in my life... I've met a girl who's name was Jane!


written: July 28, 2014

Mysterious Aries