One more chance to say it better
But you've set me off and now I just want to tear you apart and build a better man
There are no more excuses
I must proclaim clearly what is expected
But I'm sick of explaining the obvious
I'm tired of your twisted hollow words
Stop fucking talking to me
Get down on your knees
Family is a burden but who wants to come home to an empty house?
Monthly Archives: March 2010
Yuck (268/365)
Sometimes it's hard to believe that we are all trying to protect the same country
It's not easy
Leaving freedom and bliss
For incarnation as a naked creature
Always fearful for its own survival
Defending and attacking on shivering legs
Clinging to familiarity
Fending off attacks both real and imagined
Shrewdly positioning for social status and acceptance
It's not really about healthcare, is it.
Church Notes
Being listened to is so close to being loved, most people do not notice the difference
Educated: Being able to listen to anyone talk about anything without losing your temper or self confidence
Six ears: listening, true/heart meaning, hidden meaning, temper looking for deeper meanings, ear for silence
I have often regretted my speech, but never my silence
Talk when people are receptive-no pushy advice
Stop when you've already said it
Stop when you need time to think
Stop when you forget what you were arguing about
Stop when it becomes vicious
Delay is the deadliest form of denial – don' talk instead of act – terminal inaction
Itchy (267/365)
I slip into bed
Like my favorite pair of socks
The fluff hugging me in all the right places
Hoping my words today
Matched my intentions
I only get one lifetime to work with these gifts
Trigger happy
Out of Place (266/365)
An Indian flute song came from my showerhead
How out of place it seemed in the city!
The pace here feels artificial
Unlike the native in the forest meadow
Sitting in the sunshine, while a bird flaps its wings
Until I remember the volcano
Or the ocean
But the volcano is forced
And the ocean is pulled
I suppose
Not unlike the people
Rushing around the city
Unnecessary (265/365)
How many times
We grieve what was lost
When it was never really ours at all
Ironman (264/365)
In an ever-changing world
Let your heart be at peace
Like the molten core releases heat
Add slowly turns to iron
Inner Critic (263/365)
Try again tomorrow
You must be so patient
Your loudest critic is yourself
She loves to run her mouth
All That Is Left (262/365)
I just read a book
About the life I might have lived
Now all that is left
Is to be quiet
Bubblegum Fashion (261/365)
I went hunting today
And I killed it!
Adorned in bright happy colors
But none of them are local
Sustainable
Luxurious
All the stores are candied fronts
For the same factory
A bubblegum machine
For the salivating masses