indian bear

She leans back relaxed

against the amp

her head slightly off

of the edge.

her neck so long

sleek, slender and smooth

calls me to run my hand

along its length.

it reaches down to

her voluptuous body

which, though bruised

brings me joy to see.

with nothing but her strings

covering her figure

she pleads me to sing

to her so she can join

and sing to me.

how i long to hear her voice

so warm and soft

yet she becomes harsh

when i require her strength.

her range is what

i have always dreamed of

she struggles with me

hiding her voice under

off-key colorations,

and i must force her back

to her place, even though

i know she does this

only to tease me.

above all my others,

even my first,

i hold her the highest

until another takes her place

a place that she does

not so easily give up.

she cries, but i cannot submit

this day to her needs.

i will always love her

she will always

be my Nicole.

twenty years of selfish pride
i tried to hide
i cant deny
My ears they burn
with words i’ve heard
i can’t discern
The knots inside my heart take hold
i seem so cold
leave me alone
i shut and lock my doors
this place is not yours
you’re on foreign shores
Stay out of my way
im alone today
i have options to weigh

this wasnt always the pattern
not that it matters
but i seem to be scattered
its been growin since 96
dont know what it is
but its where it begins
the lack of focus on my part
following my heart
but my brain doesnt start
the road that is less traveled
is the one that i unravel
yet, i’m tempted by paved gravel

speak words to soothe me
but but jsut let me be
im tired of the monotony
i’d write on blackboard wiht fingertips
or shred my bones to bits
than hear my name on your lips
im sure you mean well
but how much mroe can i tell
that your presence does not do me well
you dont seem to understand “No!”
so i ahve no respect to show
id rather see you in the belly of a volcano
these words may be harsh
but i didnt even start
to speak from the heart
but my focus is adrift riight now

ignorance is bliss,
until awareness rears its head.
then, like judas’ kiss,
i find my heart as cold as death

eyes of brown turn down
the mind takes ahold of the day
images flash behind the blinds
things that weren’t now are
and peace is restored once again

I wrote it, I like it. prolly look at it later and hate it.

In football the object is the Qb to march the troops into enemy territory, balancing the aerial assault with a sustained ground attack that punches holes in the forward wall of the enemy’s D-Line.

In Baseball the object is to go home and be safe!

got that from koshy’s away message. funny

so i think that im gonna put lyrics from some of my fave songs as the titles to my entries. first person to comment witht he right song and lyric gets eprops. today’s is super easy

wow, what a loser

The apprentice is on!? oh its a rerun. love that show. Omarosa is defintly gonna be gone soon. she makes a big deal cuz some sheet rock fell on her head days ago. Nick’s good, but not good enough. He’s made mistakes, his team has won only once. Heidi, cant remember exactly what, but she hasnt made smart choices either. Katrina, shes hot;), but she gets emotional, especailyl when she was yelling about Troy’s ethics. Kwame and Bill have to step up and do something, they’ve both been quiet. Kwame’s ethics problem at the Hard Rock Cafe might cause him to be fired. Bill, i dont know, he doesnt seem to be doing anything. i think its between Amy and Troy right now. Amy has consistently been on the winning team. Troy, despite not having a college degree, has definitely proved himself coming up with ideas.

I think i can do better than all of em.