I do not wanna be sitting at work. I'm feeling cranky, a bit of a jerk. I wish we were home laying in our bed: you giving kisses to my aching head. It's not that my job is …
Driving Woes
Sometimes I get mad when I cannot go off and do something for reasons we know. When I get upset because of that fact, to get mad at you would be very wacked. I may raise my voice and be …
Headache
I have a headache and I don't know why. Worry not, my love, for I shall not cry. I will brave the pain like a real man. I will try to form my own battle plan. I imagine drugs will help …
Poetry In Motion
I write your poems, not all from this spot, but the amount that I have is a lot. My inspiration tends to come and go. Just when will it hit? I really don't know. I go with the flow and …
Fat Gut
I never had one when I was little, I was always so thin and boney brittle. The all a sudden, it began to show and ever since then continued to grow. Now, looking downwards, all that I can …
Contemplating Instinct
I sit and ponder, oft even confuse, which is the better method for my muse. Is the quickened pace of the morning rhyme, a proper method for use all the time? Or is it better to slow …