Honestly, I'm a Liar, & Other Balances & Imbalances

August 24, 2009


Eyes out to recognize passion:

It’s flatbacked against a dark wall

in the basement, burrowing deeper into sad shadow.

I’d bet it’s hiding some, a child’s cruel game.

When people see they’re empty

They write in to newspapers & ask real advice,

exposing & espousing about

“spicing up”  their  lovelives.

Girls & boys buying new nightclothes,

sex-scents, and other eaus,

bought to butter up their battered beaus,

enhancing  romance drugs

from teevee, junk mail,

and toys that are tools

for fixing whats failed.


There’s always  something new,

someone new/ anything new.

Venture steps forward

away from the old?

Nature’s warmblooded creatures

home in on settleings less cold.






midnight chord

“life is like a stage, I guess

love is stages of undress”



side effects may include

-absently staring into space (not time)

-walking into walls

-walking through walls

-delusions (the good kind)

-A cute optimism

-serious loss of scepticism, doubt, & Down.

-control issues

-Fact, being better than it seems

-a packed pocketful of dreams

-spells of snow angels

-pretty picturewindows in a bomb shelter

-There’s a bird on a word

-There’s a drunk in a midnight chord

-we all scream.. for vanishing cream

-Alas, Atlas, tonight at least…
-don’t operate heavy machinery

-Blue Skies

catalist: Ricki Lee, Sunni,Gillian Kidd Osborne

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