I am tripping more than you are. Battling razzberries

[stilltrucking]

she sang the long black veil for me
I am long gone and she remains
u r still a kid giving it all away

[SadLuckDame]

You're like,
really like
my neck
when I only just
take the scarf away.

There is winter
and there is my neck
wrapped snug
and snow is all around,
and snow.

I take it off
and there you are,
being just like that.

[SadLuckDame]

I have a fear that you'll practically
disappear on me,
then
I'll not much recover.
Not much smile the way that we do that,
do that smiling on to the other.

[SadLuckDame]

If I was the crazy cat lady,
like some women are the crazy cat ladies
and they have them cats in the rafters,
in the car stretched across the steering,
paying their bills for them
and the mailmen of crazy cat lady street addresses
are frightened,
have them in the tea cups before the solitaire,
in the floor lamps
peering behind the shades
batting at the pull-string,
if they even have them in their underwear
and nobody,
just nobody ever knows why there are so many cats
to be looking after, though why she's
looking after them...

if I were her
then I would introduce you to all of them,
because I wouldn't want you to not know
my cat friends or them
to not know of you.

But, I'm not a very good crazy cat lady,
I don't even have the one cat
to get it started on.

[SadLuckDame]

Thank you to all the veterans out there, a big hug and love from me.

[SadLuckDame]

Some mirrors
are beautiful
broken.

[the mingo]

some broken are beautiful mirrors

[SadLuckDame]

Dangit! Jack, took away his message here because I wasn't fast on my feet.
I'm new to the whole idea introduced, it'll take some time for my being with it.

And thank you, mingo darling.
That is prettiful to my mind. I likes it.

[SadLuckDame]

Notes from the notebook~
Fearing our educator. I can't eat anything. I can't drink.
I smell like myself climbing out of a wild garden.
The world is a dangerous place.

it's mellow blank blank sky.
it's a mellow duck in the blank sky.
it's a mellowed duck in the ribboned water-side.

a tan left behind.
a tan body
a tangible being a body.

she was fortunate,
records his voice.

she decided to indulge on her fancies
to use much forwardly
But, crying in front of gazelle...
what is it that makes it safe enough
to cry in front of them,
those soft creatures.

in the ribbon water-side.

while the whole world
going on outside could
just blink the drink out,
cause there's so much
going on on the inside,

our arms clinging to other's is.

[SadLuckDame]

in all angles there is light.
Find your light.

[silent woman]

sorry I moved the veterans day rant to here

http://studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtopic.php?f=51&t=24764


if fear is an education, my father was a wonderful teacher.

[SadLuckDame]

Mine, too Jack.
My first bit of education at the tender age.

[stilltrucking]

pretty paper
pretty ribbons of blue

[SadLuckDame]

Pretty blue dress
is all she had to take
with her.

[SadLuckDame]

The yellow sailed by
on an appaloosa sky.

He was the gift giver
and I was jealous
not to ride it.