indecision via poetry

at a crossroads or is it all in my head is age a relevant consideration am i living or merely existing too many things that feed me except when there are too many of them rain and more rain is it time to choose but what if i choose incorrectly and am left with nothing…

why I hate the theater

I am a theater “widow”, currently without a stage. And I’m not allowed to be angry about it. Spouseman joined a “club” last year. I was also invited to join, but I quit because I don’t even like theater. The club was supposed to be a local community theater group revamping the old theater barn…

flood (whining and water)

It’s raining. It suits me today for it to be raining. Or perhaps the weather suits me because it was raining when I decided to allow the day to suit me. Someone I really enjoy working with is moving on to a new position. We’re a really good team. I’m happy for her because I…

trap

Happily ever after is a trap. It’s a trap that I must have in movies and books. I need to know that the main characters get love, win the prize, achieve the goal. I prefer when the bad guy gets what’s coming to him too. Unfinished plots and dark endings leave me adrift. I must…

bait

1. bait: a definition a luring substance a juicy tidbit that entices it looks so good I want that because that is what will save me from my existence of not having that 2.taking the bait maybe not the actual thing that it seemed to be the worm on a hook is a dead thing…

not blond

I’ve been pondering Utopia lately. The way we seem to be headed into that magic land of everyone from a mold of exactly so because they have no choice but to be exactly so. The FDA voted recently to outlaw trans fats. While Monsanto is trying to poison us with genetically altered foods. And some…

sometimes I think about Mercury

mercury rising who first discovered that mercury could be used in thermometers how does this come up in conversation how is it that one minute a person is doing something with that silvery liquid and the idea comes into his head to put it in a glass tube to take a temperature so a child…

whining about graduation

This day is not about what it should be about. The elder Spawn graduates high school in 3 hours. She’s practicing escapism on the couch. I’m freaking the heck out as well. She’s fretting about what life after high school brings. I’m freaking out because of the hours between 11:30 and whenever the hell all…