i trip out of bed
a star nosed mole, feeling the
top of his bureau
for collar stays, keys,
a money clip, or cuff links;
for if he left them
then he shall come back
to tuck me in and touch my
cheek, "shh little bird."
Monday, March 29, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Codependence.
"You seem sicker than
I, dear," you say. "You're stronger
than I, dear," he smiles.
"Should we nap, my dear?"
"Yes, dear, let's nap," you reply.
"Should we drug up, dear ?"
"Yes, dear, let's drug up."
"Dear, did you leave this dirty
snot-rag on the floor ?"
"Yes, dear. Sorry, dear."
"My dear ? Shall we nap some more ?"
"Brilliant idea, dear."
I, dear," you say. "You're stronger
than I, dear," he smiles.
"Should we nap, my dear?"
"Yes, dear, let's nap," you reply.
"Should we drug up, dear ?"
"Yes, dear, let's drug up."
"Dear, did you leave this dirty
snot-rag on the floor ?"
"Yes, dear. Sorry, dear."
"My dear ? Shall we nap some more ?"
"Brilliant idea, dear."
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