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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Gutters






Ok I have trees growing out of my gutters
it seems like a form of rebellion
probably is
but when your 22 year old son
moves back home for free
there seems to be a price to pay
clean out the gutters
neighbors beware
the grass is long
yet it is a form of a mother's rebellion

I paid your bills again today
clean out the gutters
mow the lawn
he cleaned out the back
but not the front
too wet
yes lots of rain
yet
tomorrow is a new sunny day
it will be done
the list will be made

Mother's heart
goes so far
understanding the lives of her borne
such a beautiful feeling
she adornes

Clean out the gutters
mow the grass
do not fool me for an ass

Life is good
mystically being

Life is good
for no reason

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