Ok I get it
Story ThreeOh I get it now! I came out of the hallucination and was awakened by a song that I didn’t recognize and yet it sounded so much like a Beatles song. Of course the announcer was...
View ArticleGroovy Times
Groovy Times Today is day two of the Monday, Wednesday and Friday that I am on every week for a three hour session that takes two liters. Sometimes I get out early because I did what they told...
View ArticleIt’s funny, no, no its’ really kind of sad.
It’s funny well no it’s really sad how friends can just drop off the face of the earth and not because there was a conflict no people’s lives just change. They may have moved or they are an...
View ArticlePrelude
Prelude to 309 Well dial-kiss-my-alasys went well. I am just waiting for my driver to get here. "Oh driver? Do you think we could take a spin down to the short north for a quick...
View ArticleAwake / Asleep, Hello
Snow covered mind I woke up this morning knowing I was going to have to throw up to get on with the day but it wasn't going to happen quickly. I was first going to have to spend a few hours...
View ArticleApocalypse Dancing
Back to the basics Well another weekend almost over. Back to Monday and the daily grind. Dialysis, arguing with the people at the dialysis clinic, the old black man that transports me and...
View ArticleAnd when...
(My amazing grand son, Wyeth) When the darkness came And when the darkness came it was time for the blind drumming to begin to ward off the evil spirits that lurked in the corners of the...
View ArticleSilence my love
Silence, my love, Near Death for a long, long time.Saturday It's the Saturday before the Super Bowl. I for one could give a shit about it. I like Paton Manning and that is as far as it goes. I...
View ArticleStanding deep in it
Frantic messages I keep frantically try to get dear brother involved in a texting conversation but he is he obviously preoccupied with his family and Sunflower is going for mammogram tomorrow...
View Articlelil' soldier
lil' soldier Don't ever give up oh give up don't give up on me little soldier don't give up on me But haven't you already gave up oh comrade we no longer stand toe to toe fighting...
View ArticleWords
Words Words are simply the fabrication of your over worked imagination. You want so desperately to combine the loops and sequences of ideas into a continuous flow of justifying your actions....
View ArticleDrowning in the ...
Drowning in the shit I am sinking in the shit. Drowning in the shit. I cannot pull myself out anymore and there is no one left to help pull me from this valley of shit. I didn’t...
View ArticleDancing to silence
Dancing to silence Nothing in this world is the same. The changes are profoundly painful and confusing. Even a hammer is no longer just a hammer just as ever single word that is spoken is...
View ArticlePlease wait for the beep
Sometimes when I roll away Sometimes when I roll away I remember in acute detail that I am handicapped and that the possibility of me ever walking again are slim to none. Of course...
View ArticleLook at me
Rush Hour Traffic was at a standstill on 270 again. “Every God damn day I sit in almost the same spot for an hour not going anywhere. It wouldn’t be so bad but there is nothing to look at...
View ArticleI wait
I waitI wait for the flow of yellow.I wait for her return.She will envelope me in her wide doorway and I will shudder like a baby that has been loved unconditionally.Pissing in a bottle, pissing in a...
View ArticleI'm still lucking out
I’m still lucking out No matter what the circumstance I am still lucking out. Been near death a few times and been near the edge of the universe and no matter what happens I have always...
View ArticleHaunted by the days
I am haunted by the days into days into another day that passes for another. I drink my diet mountain dew in a small glass with broken ice that reminds me of some whiskey mixed drink I used...
View ArticleMemories are illness
I think about dad, sometimes. I think about dad and John Deere tractors Or the Steam Threshers. I remember Lil’ Caesar. I don’t think about dad being in heaven or...
View ArticleMemories are pain
Memories don’t slowly creep up on me, no, they slam me upside the soul and I am stopped dead in my wheelchair. The place on Middle Pike was where I really grew up. I was thirteen,...
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