Well, I have lost my file for Young Phenious Walks and there goes my latest and greatest children's book. I will have to start over, but I did manage to find a song that was to be inserted in the book.
Until then, please enjoy these poems:
2-2-10
Scotch tape my tears in place
So I don't lose track
Of when and where my heart broke
I want to save them
For you to laugh and grin
And for when I am at my highest
My peak
My best
So I never forget
The tears i've shed
2-3-10
I am unsure of what to do, my mind is a-stir and there is no grip to prevent the spinning
My sickness leaves me
Lashing and thrashing
And wanting nothing more than to soil me
But I care not
For I am alone
And frightened
And in need of shelter
Inside
So
Outside
May yet reside
Without complaint or interference from me
As time still
Full throttles
Tossed and twisted I will be
Tomorrow, Feed Me Your Soul. . .
