my lies 082619

I sit up high

in my broom broom moving boom

hands upon the turny bop bop beeper

but all I see is what I see

and all my thoughts are reruns

from the ones who passed before.

 

I walk my woofer happily

saying eww eww icky poo.

but my heart doesn’t feel

and my mind cannot comprehend

a thing as simple as its own end.

so I make up ties and cries and sighs

but all the things I know, are lies.

 

There is an end

to comprehend

with only never afters.

no darkness or light

to try to fight

no struggles nor pains nor laughters.

 

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I Sleep in Green Grinch Boxers 081019

I sleep in green Grinch boxers,

Ten years old.

They are more of a suggestion

Than an actual covering.

I don’t know why I still keep them,

Oh yes, I do!

 

I lay in bed

Jiggling my belly

Trying to make it

Make those weird

Gurgling noises.

Then I gurgle back

As if we are talking about

The weather.

 

I fart.

I belch.

I scratch with reckless abandon.

 

Within the last month,

A friend lost her father.

A friend lost his wife.

A friend lost her daughter.

A friend lost her life.

 

Life gives us the opportunity

To laugh at ourselves.

And celebrate our stupidity.

We are way too serious

After we are gone.

 

Remember 081019

When you miss a person

Remember a time

She made you laugh.

Not the times

She made you cry.

 

That will make it easier

To forgive her

For the times she made you cry.

 

Then you will desire

To heal the wounds

Left neglected for so long.

 

And if the time has passed

For healing wounds,

You will remember her warmly

Because you did share

Love

And peace

And happiness.