Lastnight as I crawled in my right side of my bed,
I realized that I remain on the right side thru the night...
as if the left side were occupied.
I dont even linger in the middle.
Stay tucked nice and tight, on my right side
thru each night.
What do they say? Old habits die hard?

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Living alone has made me painfully conscience of the fact that if I were being watched, or taped, or if a fly on the wall could talk-that I would no longer be living alone but in fact, in a bin. A loony bin. Locked up with antidepressants being finger jammed into my throat. Not passing go nor collecting that lovely $200 that I could easily spend on ( Read more... )

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An ex boyfriend happened to notice my left ring finger missing its ring.
He gently touched it and asked
"You mind if I get you a new one??"

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Theres been an odd amount of death drawing closer, crawling up from 6 foot to 1 foot under. Inclosing in, it blacks the sky, clouds my vision and starts a list. 23 years swallowed life down with a glass of liquid courage only to be replaced with formaldehyde liquid. Open casket made it so final and when War told me, I realized then what held me ( Read more... )

His clothes replaced by empty pill bottles and chew cans in his closet with numerous papers serving disclaimers with chocolate. 'may be habit forming' is an understatment considering its been forming his life. for a year. and finally with threats of activily searching for rentals, with statements of mine telling him hes replaceable, eraseable, he ( Read more... )