With in my walls I hear it tapping every night once all is asleep but me tap tap tap I lie awake and listen I pray be pipes or house settling my mind sees a single finger bone and nail tap tap tap tap Poltergeist energies of Ouija board moments mocking me with your insistent… Continue reading one short life
A storm clouds the horizon Like smoke on the battlefield Have I used that metaphor previously? Sometimes I cannot remember But of course I am not talking about a real storm Or real clouds or a real horizon There is no real smoke except for that which plumes from your mouth Tobacco sickness sour There… Continue reading roar howl battle cry
So, yesterday afternoon, after going to do war planning, I spent some time with my mother. Nothing exciting. We listened to some music in the car and ran some errands. Her husband has been given about a month to live, so she is not only trying to run her own business, look after him, look… Continue reading find some beauty
How do you honestly feel at the moment? Now, smile. Right now. Go on, don't be shy... Give your Lemons a big cheesy grin. Now Laugh. Yes... Out loud. So everyone around you can hear. As if what you are reading right now is fucking hilarious because I am a comedic goddess. Now... Let's go… Continue reading smile, fucker!
I have had an empty canvas sitting on my art table for weeks now. Two days ago, I picked out the paints. Yesterday, I put them in the right order. Why is it that sometimes art pours out of us. Uncontrollable. Undiluted. Like blood from an artery. Like drunken vomit. Like me talking to a… Continue reading ramble, ramble, ramble…
Time passes us by. It doesn't stop. Even as you read these words, the sand from your body's hour glass continues to fall. And we only have so many grains. We spend our lives going places. Going to work. Going home. Going crazy. But how much time do we spend doing? Doing something fun. Doing… Continue reading YOLO