Migraine and too much uncertainty, shifting.
Month: March 2026
Down Here
Yep, I Love You (Cat Distribution System)
I Need Answers!
Gen X-isms
No, Really – I’m Helping!
They Can Finish Them
Love’s Warrior
Loving You More
Into summer, fall, and
Through a dark winter
The hope of your love
Spun colors within me
Carrying my heart as it
Strained in its struggles
To be deposited gently
Safely at spring’s door
Awaiting its opening to
Experience awakening
Empty Spaces
When we were close
I could feel you
But now
I feel
“Behold!”
My Biggest Regret
Panoramic View – AWOLNATION
“Don’t Go To Bed Mad”
“Ok, how about enraged?”
Furious
I AM
All Of It
“Played right into it.”
Repress It
In The MeanTime
I want to hold you close, proud
But you refuse to come around
In every day our love’s wasting
I still rise to meet it, embracing
Unrequietment’s blade cuts deep
Where seek truth left in darkness
Father Figure
Sometimes a woman just needs her man to “step up.”
Yee-Ah!
(Getting up with aplomb while casting off too-hot blankets with my shirt now smelling of electric burnout)
“I…am a toasted marsh-mellow…”
The Fight
The Right Partner
How We Present
Meow? (It’s Always The Kitten)
Oh, My Heart
“Hey Now” (Song Impression)
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A Visionary’s Limits
Sometimes, she could not see the obvious
Whether writing on the wall or an invitation
Afraid To Fall
She needed to know
She could have him
And he would stay
Yeah, I See You
“I wanna do more than just bend the rules.”
(Sleep Token reference)
Repetition
The treadmill’s
Curse and cure
“Engagement”
The lure of promise
Delayed satisfaction
Withheld avoidance
Rejection’s retraction
(God Only Knows – for King & Country)
Unsung Hero
“When the matriarch’s husband died several years before her, we all gathered to watch his ashes being poured from high in the air out of an airplane over the coast of the ocean.
When the matriarch herself perished, we all just scattered like the chilled late afternoon wind that had dispersed his remnants.”
My Dearest,
I want the mess of you, too
The reality, as well as fantasy
Last One In
“Be sure to lock the door.”
Survival Strategies
Work in the absence of
Alternative functionality
Loneliness
Becomes too much to swallow
And then, overflows
DisEnchantment
Humans were flawed, yes…
But having flaws and giving into them
Are not the same
In A Room Full Of Strangers
She sought and stayed with “the light.”
Disconnect
There is an emptiness
Where no.light enters as
Emotions stay concealed
Illusions
Mirages
Everywhere
At The Dock
If something isn’t real
It isn’t real
No matter how far
It carries you
Melting Down
It had been
The most wonderful thing
To be in love
With him
They Say,
“Distance makes the heart grow fonder.”
No, it doesn’t.
It makes the heart need to cut off and cauterize its open wounds.
(Nothing – Depeche Mode)
Silence
Can be loud
Can be vacant
Can mean something
Can mean nothing
My Love,
This afternoon I got a wrong number text asking, “How about dinner, tomorrow night?”
It got me thinking how it would feel and what it would be like to have it be you and me.
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