Chapter 138: "Fatally Ambiguous"

The infection (a white cell count of 18,000); The serotonin debates; My Thanksgiving; Beginning a new book; The possibility of self publishing; What I am thankful for; Personal space; What is love; I don't sing anymore; Musical instruments; An odd sense of humor; My furry son; Outi: “MoliaMaia” who you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/MollaMaia; Beth: “MyInnerChilddoll” who you can find at:https://www.etsy.com/shop/MyInnerChilddoll, www.myinnerchilddoll.com, and www.bethcostello.weebly.com; Teketa Shine: “Shine Teketa” which you can find at https://www.etsy.com/shop/ShineTeketa; "Notions of the Damned" with Jimmy Reed; Reading from "Like the Universe Gasping for Air"; Happy Holidays and much Love to you and yours; Off to Bosa donuts and milk.....:)...<3


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Absinthe

Clown
I pause
over the green
to add
the spare change
to my pile
of teeth.

Last Sip
Bitter beer
at the end
of the glass
a long journey
forgotten

Tower
Do you pour
tears over
the wound
over an ocean
of loss?
Beacon in
the night
wave the
white flag
and dive
beneath
the rocks.

Hours
I forgot
how to tell you
that I love you
everyday

Four
what pain falls
from only
s clover
of time

Bath
spread the honey
the warm bath
waits
to press its lips
upon the cold.

Smoke
No pour
followed by
the red
absence
we bravely sit
by the edge
and wait
in the dim
brief moments

Unity

Play
Closets bare
the summer
rolls near
on countless waves
of ocean breaks
and melodies set
with glass hands

Winter
When speed
runs in
catch it fast
hold the pressure
down
close to
the lungs
and wait
to dive.

Delicate
easily
spoiled
the fine china
upon the
careful shelf

bottle
do we
remember bitter?
The images
that it creates
solid and fresh
as if
rolled in the dusty
memories
of small things

Kind
Be sweet
No more pressure
allow for pauses
and the collected thoughts
to ramble
and roll
be sweet.

Molly
curly
the red runs
brave and small
through the
open field

Suicidal
I never
thanked you
for sitting
with me
as the fire
rose
before I
discovered
that I
was fire proof.

Chapter 137: "quixotic

Faults; Microphone issues; Young love; Being chivalrous; Halloween and witches; AHS "The Clown" (spoiler alert); My left arm; Submitting "Yours, Truly;" Inspiration; Playing music; X-Mas; Horror movies suck?; Afraid of love; Panic attacks; Drunk man on the Light Rail; Fighting off sleep; The happiness of my love; Marta: “MagpiesShop”, which you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/MagpiesShop; Check out Marta's hometown too: Here is a view of our hometown: http://www.fotoskrydis.lt/failai/panorama/brivibas/index.html Turaida castle and surroundings: http://www.fotoskrydis.lt/failai/panorama/turaida/index3.html; And check out Marta's music: soundcloud.com/mursene and her colleague Beta's shop www.etsy.com/shop/betaboutique and their friends Etsy shops from Latvia: ZIBtextile.etsy.com (crazy-beautiful textile prints) BetaBoutique.etsy.com (gorgeous vintage) binkaminka.etsy.com (hot epaulettes) ememem.etsy.com (bears with a story) and Marta's friend from San Francisco, who has and Etsy shop www.etsy.com/shop/ProfessorTiny ; Jenny Cooper: “Nightfall Miniatures” which you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/NightfallMiniatures,https://www.facebook.com/NightFallMiniaturesJC; Rachel Kay King: “The MiddleAgedMinor” who you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/TheMiddleAgedMinor; My very special interview with stand-up comedian extraordinaire Barbie Dahl who you can find at: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Barbie-Dahl-Comedy/258751967666722; Notions of the Damned with Jimmy Reed; Readings from "Like the Universe Gasping for Air" and much love to all of you (especially my baby).....<3

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Plain

Precious 8
Fall
from the fact
treat yourself
kindly
and settle in
with a warm blanket
a good book
and the possibility
of sleep
Tea at a stand
still
waiting for
the next dreams
to roll their way
to you.

Squander
never fall
keep strong
even after
all of the
money
is gone
and those
that said
they would
stay forever
departed
after the
final call

The first jar
is pennies.
don't believe them
they lie all of the time
Quarters
are at least
a little bit better
they give you
some kind if warning
(to be continued)...

Dwell
Far free
the covers clutch
that grace
which walks
seldom through
those pious
lands

DNA
We sit
in a burden
of copies
before
wondering why
seldom how
we exist
but for a mire
string of cells

Legend
Secretly
a mystery
unfolds
between the
tales told
and the truth

lock
pausing
he secured
the door
there was
no time
to stop
for what
remained.

Chapter 136: "Halloween in Love"

Halloween; Love; Scary neighborhood; "Yours, Truly;" A life beyond: a new adventure; Being pampered; Making a home; A new book in the works; "Pumpkinhead;" "American Psycho;" Film Bar; Getting loopy from wine; Inhibitions; The price of love; Boyfriends and girlfriends/Girlfriends and boyfriends; Are break-ups inevitable? (I hope not); Carrie Carter: “Shakespeare’s Sisters”, who you can find at: www.etsy.com/shop/ShakespearesSisters, www.facebook.com/shakespearesboutique, www.etsy.com/shop/VintageAllianceAds, and www.etsy.com/shop/TheBlueBlackMonkey;/
Amanda Duff from "NerdMartCustoms" who you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/NerdMartCustoms;Donne: “Wicked Arts", which you can find at: https://www.etsy.com/shop/wickedarts; James and his Halloween series(youtu.be/lcTUIOnwCHU), which you can find at: www.youtube.com/channel/UCX4Xceiz8N6kkVkzGZOHE3Q/videos; "Notions of the Dammed" with Jimmy Reed; Reading from "Like the Universe Gasping for Air;" Much love to you and yours....<3...and Happy Haunting!!!!!!  :)

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brutal

souls
we ponder
close by
palm to palm
the quick
and free
open to
exploration
and dreams
of clouds
running
in search
of the
bright
light

5:44
how poor
we that make
demands
on course
we appear
blind
but the cause
of death
is simple

Tin
remember
beats
how fresh
and new
escape
the convicts
the mental
asylum
and reach
borders
without cover

Siren
does one
excuse
the Big City
for pouring
over their
cloudless day?

rocky
drifts of
wild birds
the noise beats
like broken wings
begging for food
on an endless
descent
towards madness

19
Flesh thick
and rubber felt
still staring at the wall

Imagination
careless books
how they make
reality seem wrong

Tests

Mesh
when I dream
I dream
in color
even though
I'm colorblind

Habit
How do you
see so clearly
through the
falling rain?
When the darkness
comes again
they will be
beating at your
door.

Mistake
There is nothing
sweet
about failure
it is deep trenches
it is the hole in
the Earth

Chief
The meadow
conjures
an image
of yellow tulips
and you
young and happy
running through
your forever
home

No you don't
When the balance comes
the tricky
will seize
what they can
and fists
of fortune
will Glow

Old
Give me
the sorrow of flesh
turned to wrinkles
on a
hot
summer day

Voyage
wound tight
the blood passes
against the pores
as the thrill
of death
arrives

purple

single
born
brain beat
down
saliva
in the afternoon
holding onto
white
cotton
sheets
before we
die
a small
short
death.

swim
Begin
with balance
fit
down
the wall
hands high
swinging vines
on a cold
summer day
drop

nerve
Bi-boom
drive home
with secret
curiosity

give
one moment
made by tears
the soil
fresh
with weak
hands.

Increase
Putting together
small
sticky
pieces
up against
the letters
of age

Nod
Click
the game
smoke
the rat
finds a hole

Burden
The home
wraps around
the feet
pulling at
the ankles
shred down
to the bone
by spirals
and
centerpieces

Gynocopter

mine

silly 

little 

girl

swatting flies

keep moving

hands

over eyes

We hear

the screams

from the 

house

and do 

nothing

Child

Gold

swept away

under fresh

burners

high in 

the mountains

with what

down towards

the beforehand

four or five 

years forgotten

source

break by

the upper crust

taking possession

of the night

bringing them

home

wire turned

sealed kisses

remodeled

by the foot

of the bed

repair

poor dears

the window beat

empty

gasping flowers

waiting to 

be fed

through alley's

of profit

the drive

merges in

we walk

empty handed

Liar

Bull beaten

flesh bare

the red welts

of time

never healed

that everybody 

knows

check the 

trust

sell the sweat

how do 

they cry

Colorado

the snow

follow us

home

under the table

We hide

buried in wheat

and lead

by folded 

hands

carefully square

Fight

the can

it rolls

down and up

the back track

silky smooth

how active 

do we run