Warm blankets
Hot cup of coffee
or tea
or hot chocolate
or anything warm to wrap your hands around.
Going outside
into the snow
and the
Brrrrr
cold seems unreasonable.
Inside is nicer.
Fuzzy socks are on the feet while under the blankets.
Here is my paradise for today.
Sipping my steaming hot drink.
Is this one a scam?
Who is the caller?
Are they really wanting the data?
Or is my paranoia too strong?
Am I a target of hostile intentions?
A victim of circumstances beyond my control.
The paranoia runs deep.
I suffer enough with the isolation
my mind plays tricks where none should be!
Refusals.
Demands.
Orders.
Denials.
Screaming.
Frustration.
Actions
needed
no energy
to follow through.
Choose your battles.
Somedays they choose you.
Where to lay the blame.
Go south.
There in the waters lies the dangers.
People stay hidden
and crime rises with deranged rangers.
Militia men who used to protect
now seek to hurt.
Those who are vulnerable
are headed to the cemetery sooner.
Clear sparkling waters
as you go further south.
Into lands so green
and fires that ravage
because of a petulant decision.
The tip of the pole so cold
few can last there.
But where else do we go
unless we head around the world.
To continue south means
eventually we end up back at ourselves.
Always have the last laugh.
Never see the problems.
Live a merry life.
Lonely and not understanding why.
Sometimes they do not realize
the joke is on them.
Avoiding the computer.
Meaning to do the chores.
Brain easily sees the body working.
The body refuses.
Logic can not help with illogical urges.
Such as eating all the brownies.
Guilt finally spurs the body to move.
While it fills the mind
A false peace settles over the scene.
The ability to block
Anything
Anytime
Anywhere
in this house
nothing is safe
from
the
cat!
Whether it is good or bad
Things need to be dealt with.
Problems from the past
should be looked at
and then seen with new eyes.
Outside forces will come into play.
Fear can be overwhelming.
As strong as it is
surviving through it all
is the strongest response of all.
You can hear its strange cries
as it stirs and wakes up.
Shuffling and moaning
as it moves from room to room.
You can only pray
before it reaches you
that you can handle it.
Beat it.
Overcome it!
Once today,
just once.
Or you are forever gone.
It was an accident.
He misjudged.
It was not intentional.
But that did not matter.
Her fury was instant.
She attacked without hesitation.
All he could do was hide.
Even that did not save him.
She knew his safe spot.
She waited until it was no longer hidden.
Then when her fury was abated
And he had been punished
Did she calm down again.
Waiting until the next time.
The next time he made a mistake.
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