Snorty hog of russet red
I wish that you were dead

But not bleeding- gone peacefully in your sleep.

Why must I do this
It hurts in body and mind
Why is this my life

go outside
take a deep breath slowly
the world is waiting
and still rotate at the own pivot
it's 21st century
everything has changed
even the mind of each head

my love leaks today
spilling out like scarlet drops
rolling over sorrows hills to find
a glass house to fill
a few tried to find
ways to go back
to a previous vessel
that broke to send them fleeing in return
to Me
But as your dark face arose before me
all I felt was a quiet disgust
And my drops of love sighed
"No bottled home for thee is found"
And their home must be my heart

it’s really never the same love twice. you’ll always look for what’s lacking, the missing brick on that wall, the strands and what makes up each element. it goes that way, but when will enough be enough and what is enough? it’s staring in the strangest of ways and knowing what kind of monsters were inside or for how long you left the water running and how you secretly hoped he passed you notes and letters because you’re beautiful. it’s peculiar, it’s different, it’s how deep the cut was and how you try to stuff the misadventures inside your skin and wait for it to heal – and you actually think you’re healed. not knowing that an emotional void was left to stay forever but he said that the love of two people would fill everything in and i will eventually find out why my mom’s soul and his dwelled on each other even after death, even after death.

tell me -- what is hard, wet, and red all over?

Swing high, swing low
To the different birds I say hello
Then monsters come to devour the pretties
They grin and show me teeth full of flitties
Swing high, swing low
A demon pushes me onto a spiky pillow
Then cotton candy softens the blow
and turns to blood
Swing high, swing low
I really do not know
Why the female body causes so much distress
When the moon decides that it's time to fertilize
Swing high, swing low
There are no seeds to sow, so
please, hormones, just leave me alone.

A thing of past is a thing of past,
from where it came,
to where it belongs.

A thing of past is a thing of past,
will remain in past.

A thing of past is a thing of past,
will find it’s place from where it all started,
which is the past.

Over a period of time things change,
past becomes a thing of past,
then a thing of remote past,
when realized in the present,
then it comes to mind,
What now?
What next?
What if?

Over a period of time things change,
what was thought before was something else,
something totally different.
As of now in the present what is going on in mind is something else,
something totally different.

Over a period of time things change,
since now at the present moment in time in the present everything seems to be on hold with regards to the future.

Strange are the ways of life
Strange seems life, but then that’s life and life continues along with the present moment in time
Each moment matters
Every moment counts
Each moment has got the potential to make a difference in life with regards to the future.

Surprises and disappointments are part of life and will continue to remain in life as long as life remains.
Surprises and disappointments are part of life,
like dreams and desire,
which continue to play a hide-n-seek,
every now and then,
as and when they get the next available opportunity.


So that’s life and life has got everything in it with regards to what you know,
however,
don’t get surprised if something else happens in life in the present with regards to what you have got in life because that’s life and surprises,
they are part of life.

So say hello to your life with a smile on your face and with no hidden intention at the back of mind.
Time now to smile upon yourself, since the face you are looking in the mirror is none other than your own self.
Smile please!