Where the rocks grew moss. I slipped near the waters edge. An unconscious swim.
Troubled ovaries. More “medication” consumed. Seven days of Hell.
They could not see me. Hiding under the stairway. Holding onto my gun.
Silver fountain pen. Sunday afternoons: writing. Savoring the page.
I'm throwing all your shit away.
A junk collector. Unable to concentrate. Useless photos.* *badly taken photos
I wrote too much. I didn’t say enough. I forget what I’ve revealed. I assumed you knew. Channeling the Depths of my trident, I’m forever lost in your silence. Kiss me until I speak.
Tenebrious love. My silence consumes me. A risk come undone.
Mornings Before Mascara.
A Medusa stare. He was unable to resist. His heart was solid.
Middle of the week. Another prescription filled. Just another day.
Coffee without milk. She drinks it strong with sugar. Like most her women.
A healthcare crisis. The drug pushing physicians. Addicted patients.
Amplified echo. His voice lingered through my heart. Erasing my thoughts.
A slippery slope. A not so honorable breakup. She ruined her heart.
All Previous and Current Conflict Heros.
They served our Country. And yet, we do nothing now. Homeless Veterans.
Her nails “click clack”. Horse tail weave, cheap makeup. CVS perfume.
A Cautionary Whisper.
A hesitation. My heart flat-lined to your voice. Give me more not less.
Like a cat in heat- She did her best to behave. Keeping her mouth shut.
Unexpected Writings.: Earthquakes. →
expiredwriting: Another day lost to the Sunset. There is no tomorrow or next with you. Just today. Maybe forever. Do I exist? Can we try? Another night. Another day. Breakfast at the beach. Lunch at the border. Dinner skipped. Dessert on me. Agonizing yearning. Take me back home. Where the mountains…
Cannot fall asleep. I can hear the questions now. Star Trek episodes.
She had him cornered. A smoldering malediction. His heart in her grasp.
Pill bottle nightmare. She made sweet dreams with Xanax. Promethazine kiss.
She travelled westward. With nothing more than her bottles. Accidental love.
The silver fox hunts… Looking for a new woman. Down smoker’s alley. ** he already has 6 kids
The scent of garlic- Had captured my attention. He had my heart now.
He has the interest. He won’t even look at her. Black magic woman.
Spider Webbed Elbows.
The story unfolds - Beneath his sleeve, chapters weep. An inked mystery.
The Lasting Memory.
Imperial Beach. The very last exit too. Point of no return.
Her eyes were crystal. She was able to function. Until her overdose.
Reason for my absence
Semester ending. Summer is finally near. Freedom will be mine.
Wash me down tonight. A bottle of scotch and sex. Coming home with you.