Arbiet Macht Frei

En France c'est l'inverse,
pour être libre il faut ne
pas travailler.

Work is the curse of
the drinking classes.

                      Wilde.

Alias Christchurch, but
what would be a politically
correct title for a city with a
non secular name in a country
that likes to think it is progressive
and multi cultural, even egalitarian
as some Kiwi's imagine they are?

There's too many of them
and worth much more
than a penny for them.

if I was still
if I was even still
would that still
them

thoughts and older men.

One day
if I get elderly
perhaps they'll
leave me be,
still hoping
hopefully.

why is Wednesday
so hard?

I'm getting there though

Tho' I do write with truth, my self's conceived -
That where your love abodes, resides just me.
My love in rhyme, is rhyme in part deceived
Do, I linger still or let this sonnet free?
The former is a rhythmic dance of words
Where A can't wait the love connect of C.
The latter brings the sorrow near the thirds
As each unstressed, would stress the pain to be.
I pass this ninth with syllable delay
The tenth, I love but yearns a love as true.
I burden here, where eyes of yours can't sway
Yes now, at last, do I withdraw from you.

I hope the other grows to love as I
But doubt that heart the will of heart to die.

What a wonderful night in LA!
I haven't had this much fun with you
In so long.  Babe,
We needed this.  

"Let me try your pasta".
No.  It is too eh-spice.
"Pleeeeaase".
Ok, go ahead.  Try it.
"no, it's ok".

You know, you're so oppositional.
(Loving, gentle laughter)
I tell you it's too spicy for you
And you want it.
But if I say go ahead and try it
You don't want it anymore.

"*******.  Seriously *******".
That's a horrible thing to say
To your partner.

She's big and she's strong
She's mostly right but sometimes wrong
She's got moves and she's got beats
She keeps the blood flowing from my head to my feet
She's pure as gold
And doesn't always do what she's told
She gives me life and works everyday
And when she stops, my life she'll take away
She's my heart
And has always been a work of art ♡

Wednesday,
a neither here nor there day
newer than yesterday, but a
today
usually is.

Empty train!
sane people stay away
from a Wednesday,
I should take heed
follow them and their lead
and not be a rebel
that only gets me in
trouble.

Evangelist
spouting off
to
a disinterested
crowd,
giving it loud
I give him credit
for that.

Train emptier now
somehow
I wonder why.