About Time

It is done. We know it will not work. It can't. I am not willing to let it. Oh, the sadness I bear. But why? Is it the memories? Or the knowledge I've done something wrong? It is guilt, how unbelievably I feel it now. I don't recall ever feeling such heavy demons upon my chest. Shallow breaths are all I can take at this time.
Maybe this is what I've been waiting for since we got together.
Antidepressants aren't working the miracles I'd expect. Especially now. I am so alone. And I deserve to be. It's an achy loneliness I feel in my joints and a numbness in my head.
I look to the future.

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RECAPTURING the RAPTURE
by Alex

It's that time of the year,
it's rapture time!
Popo screaming for the anticrime!

Out come the thieves,
the cads, and the slime.
Lootin' TVs
lookin' very prime.

The "saved" sold their homes
and quit their careers.
For God, they follow,
to Heaven, He'll steer

Some ate too much
upon their "last day",
saying, "I'll be
dead soon anyway."

Some ditched their classes,
or "threw" an exam.
Who needs good grades,
who gives a damn?

But what do you know?
The rapture's a faux.
All still remains,
and He's a no-show.

So what to do now
you're broke and/or fat.
I've got a site
you need to go STAT!

It's not time to hurt,
It's time to stand proud,
Get a sweet shirt,
And scream this out loud!

I SURVIVED THE RAPTURE!

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Shush the Heart

The patient is nothing but uneasy and frightenedly aware and continually uncomfortable in her thin skin. All that is alien is struck in the iris and ignites a nerve reaction that manipulates trembling in her heart.
Two years has past and the disorder penetrates deeper than ever.
"He-h-hello," she says to the cashier, the friend over the phone, the doctor. Mere strangers.
"Hi there, how are you?" She asks in her induced confident state.
It's a damned lie; that is all.


I feel incredible. Why? Because I drank.

Self-conciousness

It's Wednesday and I am fat. My knees are cracking under the weight and I am fat. So soft and jelly in this cocoon of skin and my hip bone is missing.
I am disgusted at the rolls that make up my belly and the ever-growing stretch marks that decorate my thighs.
He won't want to come home to this lard ass. "More cushion for the pushing, baby," he'll say in his twisted consoling voice.
Well, I want you to grab me up and nail me against the wall like the jarhead you were trained to become.
I want handfuls of firmness and not cellulite to be in your squeeze.
What do I do? I do the diet. I do the fresh fruit and vegetables hustle and groove over to those fifteen almonds.
Soon I will be thin again and you'll be proud of the woman you married because you won't need to bury her at 33.

An Old Lover's Appeal

This is something someone wrote to me when he had discovered I was already married. Deane Napoli. I just thought it was wonderfully written.


Clearly I missed the bus to eden... Adam and Eve have arrived first, so is this Steve's turn to enter the secret garden? I'd like to think simultaneously that you're rekindling ancient fires on warm stones, while hoping you have no intention of walking across them. I've made the gap a few time, but without a bridge I won't be back across. Let me know when building commences. You're too special not greet the dawning of our glorious new age where fawns and satyrs drink their hearts out on the blood of christ and the polyamorous inclined line streets beneath wisps of your dress.

Opinions for Week 14

Opinionated people are stupid. Open-minded, opinionated people are smart. Christian churches are opinionated. Universalist churches are open-minded; Coffee is for the weak and old. So is Florida; Eminem sings what we all think and cowers to no one. "No offense, but fuck you."; If creationism is real, then God is not perfect; 5 shots of whiskey a day keeps the doctor at bay, but a glass of red wine keeps the doctor astray without pay; If suicide is selfish, is eating a Whopper too?; If cops are our friends, why are my friends afraid of them? Friends shouldn't scare friends; Hitting the brake pedal when you see a police car isn't repentance.