In Fifteen

my body parts hurt so i am typing today.
maybe i am just a little bit lazy.
Nicole asked me what my vice is.
it used to be an occasional smoke,
booze every weekend,
excessive amounts of social networking/
currently it seems that WoW has taken over my life again.
and if my mouth would utter those words, "it's just for three months"
then i'd be lying.

there's a particular line from Sia's song that is on repeat.
it's from "Some People Have Real Problems" and the song is
called "You Have Been Loved".

"Oh will you ever know
That the bitterness and anger left me long ago
Only sadness remains
And it will pass.."

it's the month; the body remembers. no, that's a particularly
false thing to say. i must confess, i am experiencing some
psychic pains. my kid would have been two this year, this month.
time is galleons, is a poster posted in Sam's cafe.
it's this fucking chilly ass weather, it's the rain, it's this place.
i have to do my poetry exercizes by monday. otherwise i've failed
P. Schultz and esp. myself. it's nice to have people who believe in you.
i cannot imagine absolute isolation/lonliness.
whenever i can't take it, i just dial up a friend and make a total emotive kid
out of myself.

Hello Somewhere on a Higher Plane

We were in Banana Republic, a dystopic version of course,
looking for a new trilby or fedora for Chad. There lacked
a sense of urgency, and the quest was not colored by
our usual masochistic tendencies.
i sifted through a stack of brown hats on a white case display, finding nothing
that would match Chad. Channing and Emily also came up empty handed.

Our best guess was to get some coffee to salve the disappointing hat search.
This is where it gets good,
Channing went on the offensive and Emily the defensive.
Emily was yowling about the lack of quality, selection
and style in the hats and Chan made a comment about her.
Something like,
"Do you actually do Yoga or do you just like to wear yoga gear?"
To which Em responded in a low whine,
"Looking for a hat for Chad is like looking for my Yoga Pussy...."
In unison Chad, Chan and Em said, "It's non existent."
And we started cracking up,
and couldn't stop laughing.

time oh time, give me time

feeling blue over "funemployment"
more like "left to own devices"
idle hands will tear at my body
reading "loneliness as a way of life" and it explains all the peter pans
i've been attracting.