inane, menace, columbarium

That cackle sent a chill down my spine. 
How could the others stand it.
Every time he laughed I shuddered
as if fingers had just run down a
chalkboard. He was so mundane
and had a most inane obsession
with my personal life, with everyone's. 
Gossip girl as a nickname did
not do justice. He was filled with
malice, his curiosity was a menace 
to the community.
The desire to break bonds and
create chaos with some farfetched story 
is where he sought his glory. 
I watched him cause worry with the calmest of the sages.
They went grey after being drawn into his games.
Ignoring him was the best I could do,
but he still tried to force interactions.
I tried to turn a blind eye and pretend he didn't happen.
I mean, he's not my problem anymore
that's why I ignored the door
to the columbarium when it opened
and he walked out covered in ash.
hmmm...
                May wreaking havoc with the dead be his last act.

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11/01/2021 0

bogus, anomaly, verst

confused by the term, 
she thought hard, 
you could see it reflected in her expression, 
the furrowed brow and pursed lips 
in deep contemplation
‘2 versts and you'll be there.’ 
Where? What? 2 verses? 
She misunderstood, but still tried
to find the lines that could get her
to the destination she wanted to find
"Go 2 versts! 10 blocks that way,
a mile past the Jack in the box.”
Oh God, was he putting her on. 
This is a bogus explanation, 
she only asked for directions, 
not a language lesson
She wished she could look it up 
but alas, an anomaly, her phone was dead. 
Damn it why did she bother to get out of bed.

words of the day 10/23/21

10/31/2021 0

My mind is reeling
somewhat overwhelmed
stressed, distressed 
over impending progress
as I step forward towards the future
into an unknown tomorrow
my first instinct is to retreat
in the sweet oblivion 
of procrastination, 
hesitation & constant second guessing.
I make lists of unfinished business
then sit and watch Netflix,
while the hours of the day whittle away
to the coming dawn
I feel a yawn coming on
and know that soon 
I have to set aside this pen
and find a way to end these lines
with a suitable rhyme
that continues the flow
before I lie back and ponder
the things I haven’t done 
and need to complete tomorrow.

05/23/2021 0

to do list

the day started late
I slept in 
but now it's afternoon
I'm awake
wondering what's the plan
Will I get to those errands
I've been putting off
Will I find the energy
to go for a walk
Perhaps I'll take the time
to color my hair
it is, after all, the start 
of a brand new age
& I should attend 
to these grey strays
I should do a lot of things
I just have to start with one.

04/28/2021 0

the worst thing I can hear

The worst thing I can hear are those three words many hold so dear,       
Oh they’ll wait, forever and a day, to hear them at least once in their life
but not me 
those three words just mean goodbye. 

It’s my last memory of you, 
the last words I heard before you disappeared 
and I had to accept we were through. 
and that’s how I came to dread the phrase
 ‘I love you’.

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04/02/2021 0

sometimes

Sometimes I feel so slow because my mind takes its time 
and I don't always get the messages filled with hidden agendas
the irony being that I'm a huge fan 
of the double entendre and witty word play
which comes in handy writing poetry
but in conversations and other real life situations
I often want to pause and ask for clarification 
but due to intimidation
I'll just run with the misinterpretation
in all its awkward glory 
before I change the subject
and go off topic
someday it’ll make a great story
“Remember that time…”
but honestly that is all just speculation
I'm not usually aware of being in a situation
I'll most likely react with a blank stare
and an even more awkward smile
and a silently stated ‘OK’
before I turn around and go
before you know I'm slow.

03/30/2021 0

spring has arrived

Spring has arrived 
and the zodiac has spun a full circle 
flowers bloom, birds sing 
all kinds of pretty girls 
sport a good man’s ring 
all kinds, that is, but me 
my love life is as barren as a desert floor 
my heart lies there alone 
wilted like a rose 
there are no crushes 
I can look forward to 
or have brighten my day 
the sky may be blue 
but all I see is the grey. 
yes, spring may have arrived 
but for me winter never left.

*originally shared 3/20/14

03/20/2021 0

w.i.p.

I'm tired
trapped in transit
between anger and apathy 
I didn't think I had any more fucks left to give 
what is this shit! 

I watch the world around me tear itself in two  
So much trash 
never followed by action 
just reactions
mere distractions
and another day fades away.

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11/08/2020 0

No Ties
there are no ties 
that bind me here 
no reasons that can compel me to remain 
the world will go on 
even if I’m gone 
and I will keep singing my own song 
because the ties that bind 
are all in my mind.

10/17/2020 0