To the Moon and Back

      I WAS SITTING OH  SO VERY STILL AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD.  I ALMOST FELT LIKE I WAS SITTING on top of the world itself.

      I COULD SEE FOR MILES.  ENDLESS BUILDINGS OF GREYS, BLUES, BLACKS. SLEEK GLOSSY GLASS ALL VERY STARK AGAINST A HUE OF MIDNIGHT BLUES, SUMMER TANGERINE ORANGES, SUNFLOWER YELLOWS AND CRYSTAL WATER PURPLES ALL FLOWING LIKE AN OIL PAINTING.  I COULD SMELL DEW EVEN THOUGH THERE WAS NO RAIN OR REASON FOR IT.  I COULD TASTE THE MORNING RISE IN UTTER DELIGHT TO BRING LIFE BACK INTO THE WORLD.        

         NIGHT WAS FADING AND WITH IT WENT THE ACHING SADNESS, FEARS OF THE UNSAID TREMBLINGS, MISGUIDED NOTIONS OF WANTON WANTS AND LOVELY LIES.  UNSCRUPULOUS AND INSATIABLE SINS DINED AND DELIGHTED UPON ACROSS THE VAST EONS OF PLANETARY SOIL STOPPED FOR A SINGLE MOMENT.      

         AS FIRST LIGHT APPROACHED, HOPE SUPERCEDED ALL ELSE. EVEN THOUGH I IS JUST A FEELING, A THOUGHT, A NOTION WITHIN, IT WAS CRUSHING.  IT BUBBLED INSIDE THE EARTH AND SHATTERED THE SHANTS, CANTS, WONT'S AND WANTS OF LIVELIHOOD TO BRING ABOUT AN ABUNDANCE OF AFFECTION FOR MANKIND.     

  PEOPLE DON’T CARE ABOUT OTHER INDIVIDUALS, BUT THEY DO CARE ABOUT HUMANITY AS A WHOLE. INSIDIOUS DAY TO DAY MISANTHROPIC MEANNESS LEADS WAY TO A GREATER COLLECTIVE OF NECESSARY GOOD. EVIL CAN FIGHT EVIL, ONLY GOOD CAN MUSTER THROUGH ENTIRELY. EVIL IS PATIENT, GOOD IS WISE.

                                                              REMEMBER THAT.            

         AS THE DAY RAGED ON, CARS BUSTLED, CREATURES RUSTLED, AND STREET URCHINS HUSTLED. WHILE EVERYTHING MOVED TO THE BEAT OF THE TIME CLOCK, MY MIND STOOD STILL AS THE LAST GRAIN OF SAND IN AN HOURGLASS.       

 

I REMEMBERED.             

      I MAY NOT BE PERFECT OR ADVANTAGEOUS. I MIGHT NOT HAVE MONEY OR ANY LOVE IN MY LIFE. I MIGHT HAVE A TREMENDOUS AMOUNT OF SHATTERED PIECES TO PICK UP. I COULD POSSIBLY NEED A LOT OF SELF CARE AND YOU KNOW WHAT? THAT’S OK.

      

         THE WORLD ISN’T GOING TO STOP TODAY. I’M NOT GOING TO DIE BECAUSE I’M NOT COMPLETELY FIXED. IT’S A WONDROUS WORK IN PROGRESS, JUST LIKE THE MORNING DAWN. IT’S BEAUTIFUL AND IT TAKES EFFORT.

                                                              EVERY DAY.      

         

     WHILE THE URCHINS HUSTLE, I SHINE LIKE A STAR ABOUT TO BURST INTO SUPERNOVA AT HOME DANCING WITH A FIERCE SPIRIT OF CONFIDENCE. I OWN MY SOUL WHILE I WASH MY DIRTY BELONGINGS AND MAKE THEM SPARKLE IN CLEANLINESS. I COMMAND MY CONFECTIONS WITH COMPLIMENTARY CARE. I UTTER LOVE TO MYSELF IN WHISPERS AND GIGGLING GAGGLES.       

       

   TICK TOCK GOES THE TIME TO THE MOON SHOWS BACK UP. THE MOON ONLY SHINES CAUSE DAWN CAME.  THE MOON CAME MUCH LATER THAN DAWN DID AND IT TOOK A LOT OF TIME TO MAKE SUCH LUSTER SHIMMER SO THE TIDES TURN, THE EARTH QUAKES AND SHAKES WHILE THE WOLVES HOWL MAGICALLY.       

                   THAT’S MY GOAL.

      TO REACH FOR THE STARS.                                

Wisest Thing I've Ever Done..

What is the wisest decision you have ever made in your life and what was its outcome?

 

 I’m not sure that I’ve ever made a wise decision, but I think I’ve made one hell of a good choice. I chose not to lay down and die when things got rough. I didn’t let the horrible thoughts in my mind consume me into utter destruction and chaos.

I didn’t commit suicide. I didn’t wallow in sloth and let people pity me. I decided to do things for myself, to actually start living, not ask for help and become a man that I can look at in the mirror and be proud of.  I can stand on my own two feet, alone in this world. HOW MANY OTHER PEOPLE CAN SAY THAT?

Belle of the Bathroom

I sat and pondered while I took a squat

The grimy shithole which I was atop

Dirty stains and toilet tears

                          Deplorable[, more than I could bear

I took off my pink topless dress

cause this hellhole, surely I’d be a mess

Filth and stink, dust and grime

Damn, I wish this place weren't mine

Grab me the bleach, the scrub brush too

Bathroom bubbles work, tell that tub “fuck you”

No fairy godmother to wave her magic wand

  This place smells quite fishy, just like a coy pond

Is it a gay man or a lesbo lives here?

I really thought that homos were cleanly queer

A reality show I should totally make

Queer Eye Bathroom Overtake

Spit and shine, rub and dub

If you’re lucky, you’ll get blown in the tub

 As long as it’s clean, use that elbow grease

Clean it up quite nice, dirty me down please

Belle found her mate, bell of the bathroom balls

Lucky, he’s short, not nearly quite that tall

My mop and broom stand much taller,

This midget is quaint, but his dick a little smaller

Lucky for me, cleanings my vice

No diamond ring for this bitch, much to much

                          My wedding dress an outfit of maid

Our registry will make me quite the ole maid

 Spit polish my tux with scotch guard plus

Iron his socks and pleat with no fuss

   Damn my luck, look at this  befuddled betwixt

When all I was doing was taking a shit

I’m married and cleaning for this my man

All because I was sitting on the can.

Blue Sky Blues

 I gaze to the cerulean blue

Clouds float by, life's brand new

Sorrow flies in a helicopter

Radio tuned to blues and jazz hoppers

Ice coffee to sip

Water wading, skinny dip

Here I sit, sunny day

Alone, not broken, trees sway

Roots not planted, seed will grow

Life's worth living, you know?

Hope is gone, lost is love

No crows caw, no turtle dove

I don't mind, I finally know

I got me, I'm good to go.

Published and Satisfied

Into the etheral sands of time, I join a select few humans known for the written word.
Whether one person or a million buy my book, I have become immortalized forever, having published "A Decrepit Dalliances: Bones, Blook, Sex and Death"
Giddy does not convey how I feel.