Monday, May 2, 2011

Bleeding

Bleeding - By  May Swenson

 
Stop bleeding    said the knife
I would if I    could said the cut.
Stop bleeding    you make me messy with the blood.
I'm sorry    said the cut.
Stop or    I will sink in farther said the knife.
Don't    said the cut.
The    knife did not say it couldn't help it but
it    sank in farther.
If    only you didn't bleed said the knife I wouldn't
have    to do this.
I know    said the cut I bleed too easily I hate
that I    can't help it I wish I were a knife like   
you and    didn't have to bleed.
Well    meanwhile stop bleeding will you said the knife.
Yes you    are a mess and sinking in deeper said the cut I   
will have    to stop.
Have you    stopped by now said the knife.
I've almost    stopped I think.
Why must you    bleed in the first place said the knife.
For the same    reason maybe that you must do what you   
must do said    the cut.
I can't stand    bleeding said the knife and sank in farther.
I hate it too said    the cut I know it isn't you it's   
me you're lucky to be    a knife you ought to be glad about that.
Too many cuts around    said the knife they're
messy I don't know how    they stand themselves.
They don't said the cut.
You're bleeding again.
No I've stopped said the cut    see you are coming out now the
blood is drying it will rub    off you'll be shiny again and clean.
If only cuts wouldn't bleed    so much said the knife coming
out a little.
But then knives might become    dull said the cut.
Aren't you still bleeding a    little said the knife.
I hope not said the cut.
I feel you are just a little.
Maybe just a little but I can    stop now.
I feel a little wetness still    said the knife sinking in a   
little but then coming out a    little.
Just a little maybe just enough    said the cut.
That's enough now stop now do    you    feel better now said the knife.
I feel I have to bleed to   feel I   think said the cut.
I don't I don't have to    feel said    the knife drying now
becoming shiny.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

What Do Women Want? - By Kim Addonizio

What Do Women Want - By Kim Addonizio

I want a red dress.
I want it flimsy and cheap,
I want it too tight, I want to wear it
until someone tears it off me.
I want it sleeveless and backless,
this dress, so no one has to guess
what's underneath. I want to walk down
the street past Thrifty's and the hardware store
with all those keys glittering in the window,
past Mr. and Mrs. Wong selling day-old
donuts in their café, past the Guerra brothers
slinging pigs from the truck and onto the dolly,
hoisting the slick snouts over their shoulders.
I want to walk like I'm the only
woman on earth and I can have my pick.
I want that red dress bad.
I want it to confirm
your worst fears about me,
to show you how little I care about you
or anything except what
I want. When I find it, I'll pull that garment
from its hanger like I'm choosing a body
to carry me into this world, through
the birth-cries and the love-cries too,
and I'll wear it like bones, like skin,
it'll be the goddamned
dress they bury me in.

Monday, April 11, 2011

the Life!

I have my Blackberry... I have my farmville.... and JELLYBEANS!!! It just does not get any better than this.....
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Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Really now?!

There is a time and place for everything. There is a time to stand up for what is right. There is also a time to be clueless.
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Friday, March 18, 2011

Its the little things in life...

That make me happy.... This is one of them... LOVE a sweet red!  Sipping some now!

Tired Brain Ramblings...

Walking in a cloud, Not awake yet not asleep.  Was a long day really but I am not going to complain, I have a job and I do not mind it all that much really.  Today is my Thursday and it really does throw me off just a bit as it is really Friday, but lets not tackle that battle right yet. 

You ever just feel a storm brewing, seeing it on the horizon, it's not here yet, though you know it is coming?  Call it my neurosis but I can feel something brewing.  It is like right before the lightening strikes and those little hairs stand to attention...?  I cannot yet pin point anything, but I can feel it... feel it to the core. 

The past year I have gotten rid of a lot of baggage and so happy I have... It is to keep the storms from brewing so much, a little rain now and then is not so bad, but everyday having a hurricane is just all too much.  I am making some changes and keeping myself distant from some to keep the storms at bay.

Do they make fans to blow the clouds away? 

On another note, really considering on Palm Sunday taking my son to mass to have his first Catholic Church experience.  I was raised all my life Catholic, and feel he is now 12 and I have not taken him to mass since he was a baby.  What better time than through out Lent and all?

Ok... ramblings for now are done.  Nothing too new in my mind of madness.  



Stolen Lyrics

Still my all time favorite song after many years...

SheDaisy - Keep Me

This can't really be what life is all about
Learning how to live just to live without
The travesty's the irony and the irony is you
I've traded in my sanctity for a cheaper shade of blue

And as I surrender to this sunken bed
So afflicted by the tenant in my head
Even now, I wonder how you lay her down to sleep
When secretly, I know that it's my soul that you pray
To keep
But will you really keep me

More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/s/shedaisy/#share