Things that are better left

Unsaid.

Thoughts that are better

left in your head.

Words that want to leap out of

your mouth

Just because you think them

does not mean they neeeeed to be

said

Best to go for a walk instead

ALONE

There has been a complaint
from the management of unauthorized FIG
movement in the frige.

I understand that this is of great concern to the
those on the Board of Ongoing Marital Issues under
the category of “This is why husbands become senile”

Or maybe they are just afraid that if THEY move the figs
back to where they were before for “always” and they come
back and the figs have wandered back to the OTHER place
it might come up the category of “Opps I think I am losing my marbles”

So in that case, as their attorney, I will speak to them and request that they
stop moving.

The figs that is.

The rest of it is just beyond my wanting to be in control.

Which is mostly never.

I love you more than furniture
I love you more than things
that is why I am coming to visit you
On those things with wings
I am going to come and hug and kiss you
And do somersaults on your bed
I loved you when you were a baby
I love you even more now
It is just that you have grown up
And sometimes things are not so simple
But it is important to say
” I love you more ” than anything in my own special way
and hope that you will carry that thought inside
touching the place where it sits
everyday

I like you
I want to keep you around
A fat lot of good it will do me
if you are lying on the ground
People don’t bounce
They break
So falling for you
would be a mistake
I like you
I want to keep you around
but not on the ground

I am whacky amazing
I truly truly am
I like the way I laugh
When something pops into my head
“Oh funny…hot damn!”
I am getting on in years
and what is so sad
my daughter looked at me
and said don’t buy those glasses
they make you look like a grandma
Ummm honey I am

Is that so bad?

Can I buy an hour and a coffee of your time
You can tell me about your life
And I can tell you about mine
Like how feeling is alone and even though
it is a feeling
there is no one around that wants to take the time
to sit and just
listen in the sun and buy a coffee of your time

I am having a hard time personing
I want to pop you in the nose
You are stepping on me from 100 yards
and even that is too close
I can feel you squishing and dripping on my toes

I want to say it is nothing personal
but that would be a lie
Especially when you are nowhere near me
and that is too close
I want to jab you in the eye

I just want to meditate on what would happen if
you just disappeared
Right now things are just too much for me
And I can’t stand it when you or any boddies are near

So I am going to just lie down here on the couch
And if you don’t like it
shut up
everyone is entitled to be a grouch

What is your emotional net worth?
As you look at your grandchildren
that have come from the children
that you yourself have given birth

What is it that you value as you look inside
What’s on the outside
and the inside stuff too
the stuff that we show and
the stuff that we hide

What are the values that run your life
How do you treat your husband
How do you treat your wife

How do you set your clock
when you wake up everyday
Are you fearful or grateful for
whatever comes your way

The potential is endless in the
emotional realm
It is all how you view it is
just how it comes down

Dropping like flies
is a miserable affair
but thinking it would be worse
if it was pigs in the air

Dropping like little pink pigs
with a few black and white
thrown in for good measure

I am sure if that was happening
people would not be so cavalier
and say, ” dropping like pigs.”
“Oh, whatever.”

Just think of the people whose
friend or family has just demised
and out of the air a little pig flies.

“Whatever” is even worse
the pig could land on their head
You know what that means…
the unmentionable…
Another one injured or possibly dead

So while “dropping like flies” is a
miserable affair
So is having a pig drop in on you straight out of
the air

Liquid mercurial faster than light
boys on their bike speed on through the night
Liquid mercurial faster than sound
air rushing through hair
wheels on the ground
Liquid mercurial only at night
the best time to ride
relying on feel rather than sight