I hate that it's true
It's easy to see
How I bring out the best in you
And you bring out the worst in me
Everything you do
Makes it hard to leave
'Cause I just want the best for you
But you bring out the worst in me

I can hold my breath
I can bite my tongue
I can stay awake for days
If that's what you want
Be your number one

I can fake a smile
I can force a laugh
I can dance and play the part
If that's what you ask
Give you all I am

I can do it
I can do it
I can do it

But I'm only human
And I bleed when I fall down
I'm only human
And I crash and I break down
Your words in ( Read more... )

Dead honest - forgot that this thing existed.  Katie texted me an excerpt from hers (which she was only reminded of because it's been 20 years that she's had her account), so I was curious.  First step, come here and try to guess whatever password I would have used 16 years ago ... which complicated by the fact that I got an error message saying " ( Read more... )

Better Knives

I have always thought I was blessed with a husband who insists on cooking.  Every day when I arrive home after my two hour commute, I find him bustling about after his twenty minute drive, already working on that evening’s culinary masterpiece.  It is our relaxation time, when I get to sit back with a beer and a book, ( Read more... )

 
Lovers

A typical Monday and I’m on the edge.

It takes all I have not to jump.

I laugh, imagining watching these people strip,

Seeking dollar bills from a man named Michael.

No one here knows the meaning of trust,

So they live boring lives and dream wildly.

I try to dream boring and live wildly,

Always tempting fate, teasing the edge.

It’s not that I have ( Read more... )

This Is Just To Say   by William Carlos Williams

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

            I’ll never forget my first car accident.  Not the first accident I ever witnessed, and not the first accident I was ever in the car for.  The first accident in which I was not only the driver, but the whole stupid thing was my fault.

I should have known something bad was going to happen.  It started at 5 am when I still ( Read more... )

11 Clark Street; where my birthday lives

Where the portly plumber pleads pardon

Where the melancholy flower freezes the computer.

9-4; when Toby Keith was created

When the cranky chick clacks at her keyboard

When each of the orbits refrain from colliding.

13; why I’ll never love German Shepards

Why mother meanders around ( Read more... )

Guilden in the Morning

4 am and the streets are almost silent

a lone girl staggers along the cracked pavement

alternating the click of a heel and the slap of a bare foot

curtains across the street are parted slightly

light reflects from puddles in the road

a catcall comes from the opening in the window

she passes from darkness to ( Read more... )

I never post anymore.

I have a creative writing class with stuff due a lot.

Might as well throw some of it on here.