Small enough
she only fits on one leg.
When she gets older
she will cover the entire lap.
Until then I will enjoy the purrs
while she enjoys the pets.
Small enough
she only fits on one leg.
When she gets older
she will cover the entire lap.
Until then I will enjoy the purrs
while she enjoys the pets.
Unpredictable.
Who am I going to be?
What will I write about today?
The muse strikes.
I am happy with the unknown.
Journeying along shaky edges.
Am I you?
Or are you me?
I am not unknown
but neither am I liked.
I am treated with kindness
or more often disdain.
If I become too bold
and yell myself out
there are those who slap me
expecting me to shut up.
This world needs me.
It just does not understand why.
How sexy is the vagina.
You play with my clitoris.
Masturbate my vulva.
Go around my cervix.
Penetrate my labia.
Making
me
Cum!
Pimples, pimples
Rah rah rah.
Pimples, pimples
hah hah hah.
Ohhhh I hate pimples!
Friends get hurt.
People are callous.
I was just joking!
Laughs are nervous.
No one wants to get Involved.
More friends get hurt.
The Game is no longer fun.
Do I accept my incompetence
at managing my budget?
My financial status is a sorry sight.
Do I give in to the temptation
of asking for help?
Yet again?
Or do I tough it out and let my family suffer?
I learn from the courses,
but the lessons do not stick.
I am in need of an accountant
who will only let me have my “allowance”.
I think I am doomed!
A temporary girlfriend!
Friends with benefits?
Fuck buddies!
A lover in modern times?
Why do all these terms
not include the feelings
of those involved?
It is passionate
or compassionate
and it is done with love.
It is not just the brush
It is the user.
Emotionally challenged.
Not sure she has the strength
to move forward with messy hair.
Comments will be made
but most of them
will be brushed aside.
It arrives on my desk.
Contents are a mystery.
Shall I push the envelope?
Move it aside?
Should I open it?
Is there something dreadful inside?
What if it is good news?
Who gave it to me?
What should I do?
I wonder if it is empty?
The joy of a prank?
Decision made.
I will be forever curious unless…