You’ve got such potential. You could rule the earth and seas. But you revel in your fishbowl life and you do it just to please.
I stood at the edge of a rainbow that lit up a bright endless sky of a robin’s egg blue.
A bent, crooked, strange, un-American brew…
I am a “woman,” although there is something vaguely sexualized in the term, “woman,” I feel and there is nothing sexual about my mood, or about me for that matter right now.
My mind is a scary place to be sometimes
No worries. Glad I gave you a chuckle
Dying must be like jumping off a cliff and then flying. so free.
I’d rather die than be dead in the head with a skull full of lead atop a bloodstained red shed that looks pink in the day.
It’s a ghost deferred.
Like a future unfurled without a dream.
That’s the meme of my hypocrisy.