Insides are falling out

Written: 4-2-2023 As I sit here on the couch, it feels like my insides are falling out. Chico doesn’t care if I’m a grouch. Come on menopause! Can you hurry up and get out? Time sitting here isn’t waisted. Laundry in the washer. E-mails checked. Surveys answered. Think I earned a quarter. Not moving forContinue reading “Insides are falling out”

Conversion of desire

Desire bubbles in the brain – like a pot of boiling water. Desire fuels the imagination. Words swirl like storms raging inside a chaotic brain. Desire stirs the soul from tired dark places. Shining light. Blinding the senses. Desire pumps blood to places long dormant. Bringing your frontal cortex to life. Desire drives harder thanContinue reading “Conversion of desire”

Why are you yelling at me?

I see you standing there. Why are you yelling at me? I can’t move. I can barely breathe. Why are you yelling at me? My legs and arms ache from immobilization. Why are you yelling at me? Dust from your rapid steps fill my eyes and nose. Why are you yelling at me? The ropesContinue reading “Why are you yelling at me?”