youth’s days were borrowed, its number, your name
carefully journaled by razor into soft skin on the back of my hand,
the monument now gently faded into its wrinkles
but dust doesn’t stick to the digits, as scars can’t sweat

I hide them still, wiping away gritty life surrounding
and today, even my wife remains clueless
because you do disappear -
time continues with two people aging together
our gray hairs streaking the basin in morning,
phone calls to the children later

by day I may dream another filthy furrow to fit into,
needing to glimpse again that flimsy past, and then
ponder glued joints of mortise and tenon
or half-lapped, passionless, the strongest, I’m convinced

we never found time to worry over furniture,
or learn that living is contained in mundane details
like dovetails and drawer pulls

Graced to know that
you still lie through your teeth and
and
and

(I hope you get a cavity)

Nicolette, why do you try so hard?
To run tears down your face.
Nicolette, why do you think so hard?
About that one evil place.
Nicolette why do you think like that?
You just can't seem to understand.
Nicolette we've told you times before,
We're holding out our hands.
You can trust us, run away with us.
You can like us, you can stay with us.
Nicolette, we don't wish to change you,
We just hope you take our help.
Nicolette, what would you do?
If one of us needed that help?
Would you extend your hand like we do?
Would you open up your arms?
Nicolette, we really trust you,
We just don't trust the things around you.
Nicolette, we're here to fight with you.
We're here to make you stronger.

Honesty in the form of words protruding my fragile exterior
And extricating the hallow mess that billows inside my vacant heart
For you have left me a laundry list of qualities I must posses to remain at the stature you so strongly desire

(Your lies were always intricately organized like the way I kept my research on you, in order from most bizarre to truthfully lethal.)

Terror in the form of agonizing nightmares ascending my insomniac eyes from their time-constrained serenity  
And turning them a sort of ashen coal that paralyzes the screams on the surface of my throat
For you have torn my faith to shreds and sent the monsters to vacate my dreams

(I can't **** the monsters, they roam through my head and I know you sent them there after every disturbance of physical hurt you inflicted upon me.)

Hostility in the form of dying flowers resting upon the wight heater near my hospital bed
And the tight squeeze of my hand you held until it bled all my secrets
For you have bled me dry with the scrutiny and expectations you believed I would so gracefully uphold  

(Darling you might as well have given me the razor blades for dinner and the bottle of pills for desert because my hospital sojourns were just another result of your poor care-taking skills.)

Satisfaction in the form of the door slamming shut while my heart freezes up
And dilutes the excuses from overbearing my forgiving nature
For you have stomped your hefty footprints on my eternally broken heart, an impending death on arrival to your house

(Your excuses were overflowing my glass of tolerance and I just couldn't take it anymore so I threw you out of my life and crossed your destination off of the map I held so close to my heart, farewell my devilish heartbreak.)

Farewell

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Things women hate about other women (MICHIGAN)
I'm a man and I got no problems with beautiful women and love looking at and spending time with them. Listed some of the problems women have with other women and why some of them get to be targets of world's biggest haters.

1. Beauty - If the women think you are prettier than them, the more threatened they feel. They feel like ogre and hags around the woman and become haters.
2. Intelligence - It's okay to be smart but not if people are reaching for dictionaries or have to google to translate your last sentence. The bigger the words, the smaller your audience feels.
3. Hard Work Ethic - no woman wants to know another woman is working harder and reaping rewards from it. Women want that hard working woman gone.
4. Confidence - Women can't stand women who are confident.
5. Dress better - women hate other women who dress better than them. Women who dress flashy are called ****** by ****** ones who hate them.
6. Strong Personality - women have serious issues with women who are strong and speak minds.
7. Competitive - women are competitive by nature and when they feel they can't compete they hate.
8. Affluent - women being richer than another woman is not what other women want. You see women have to have more money than other women or the richer one get called all kinds of name.

Women feel threatened and intimidated by other women faster than by men who they flirt with and plot to get as sugar dads. Biggest problem of women are women who hate other women


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competition in women
Ever have a female friend who flirted with you knowing you had feelings for another woman? Been there with a few ladies who wanted nothing to do with me when I alone. Moment the office sweetheart started saying hi and took interest, I got popular with some of my co-workers who started saying hi and flirting. That's the competitive thing happening in women's brains. Where the hell were all the women when nobody wanted me?