Mine was when I was four
I planted it on my mother.
I got slapped for it.
She was watching
a soap opera,
"one life to live"
I think, I saw the actor and actress
plant lips wide open.
I remember thinking,
that is how you do it.
I did.
****** man, why does this remain
in my thoughts?

He's so beautiful
and handsome
and perfect every way.
He shows the lust that bothers others,
but not me- it never will.
His darkness and his evil unveil magically,
and once I look into his eyes,
he'll easily control me.
But sadly there's no magic, no flying to a land.
A land that's filled with happiness and pixie dust and sand.
The sand will glow from moonlight and happiness alike,
But if I step into that land, I won't return, my love.
I must let go of whats holding me. My very own child.
How cruel, how wicked, and terrible if I ever had to lie.
To lie that I would rather stay here with you than him.
A lie that never bothered, but one that cannot stay.
So off you go, hold on to that shadow,
my happiness can only be here.
On this magical island of happiness,
my Neverland with Peter.

I've been stuck on this math problem all day,
I cant figure out this equation
I am just trying to stay focused...

focused,
I wonder where that word came from,
latin, German?

Didn't a teacher say something once about Germany, and a bad mustache?
something like that,
mustaches make me laugh,
especially when the person is wearing a hat...
                                                          ­                focus
there was this one time
I found this awesome hat,
so I bought it.
I wore that hat to a football game the other day,
the team looked really good,
the popcorn was amazing,
"hey look it's raining", wow, I thought
it was supposed to snow in December, not rain.

Hmm, I wonder what the chance is that it rains,
not snows...
                                                        ­         focus
chance, that reminds me of math class,
with the teacher named Lance Choo.

Choo, that's similar to 2...

AH HA!! The answer is
2

Next time I am stuck
I just need to remember
to focus,
on the math problem,
just like I did now!
FOCUS
problem solved.

In the park
I saw you
And how could I resist?
I was always a pushover
for a sweet face
Squirrel!
Persistent, little thing,
aren't you?
That innocent look
Big, bright eyes
and a bushy tail,
twitching your nose
as you scurry about me...
You beg for a peanut,
knowing very well
what a sucker I am
for a sob story

(i want love in these woods)

while walking in
the quiet woods
        humidity causing
  blonde hair to stick
            to my neck
on wooden path
my footsteps move
and on highest railing
a squirrel beckons
      i smile */a real smile/
she stops
       as if listening for my footsteps
       then scampers forward
       a few more feet
       stops...tilts her head
       eyes gleaming
       listening for me again

i think she is the squirrel queen
bidding me to follow her
to my lover
waiting in the woods
i want love in these quiet woods
in the quiet night
under the moon
oh what a night
that would be
with you
the smell of the leaves
the sound of the crickets
eyes twinkling
soft blankets
this* night
   you should whisk me away
   to a place in the woods

but, alas
the squirrel queen
scampered into the woods
and i'm sitting
at a picnic table
in filtering sunlight
sticky
transfixed
heart pounding
dreaming of
love in the woods
with you.

Silence is not keeping quiet
because you have nothing
to say...

Silence is having a lot
to say but no desire
to speak...