Thursday, December 16, 2010

To Be Determined

Time flies when you're having fun or maybe just when you realize that it's done. When the good times easily out weigh the bad times it only makes the final time even worse.

All of our anger and rage, bitterness and hate, still hoping that it won't over take our love and choke out our life. Being in love is supposed to suffice, but I've never seen it.

What's mine is yours and yours is mine, but I paid no mind to what you had in mind because I thought it was all mine. How could I have been so blind?

If the truth will set you free, it will also set you on fire. It can burn down walls, brick and mortar, leaving only a foundation that hopefully remains for a better tomorrow.

Wednesday, December 01, 2010

Darlin' Companion

I couldn't believe how easy it was. Most guys like me dream of sitting at the bar and having some curvy blonde pull up a stool, buy me a beer and ask "Do you wanna get out of here?" two minutes later. I agreed, but told her I had my ex wife's dogs in my car. "Bring em' with you." She said.

I didn't know where we were going, but I didn't argue. I followed her back to an apartment complex where I had done some electrical work a few years back. After putting the truck in park I listened to the last verse of "The Thunder Rolls" before shutting the engine off. She insisted that I bring the dogs in even though they were fine in the car.

"Why do they have mohawks?" She said.

Her face was puzzled but her hand knew exactly what was going on. I was surprised she could slide it down my pants with out having to undo the belt. After she woke him up she abruptly went in to the next room.

Waving me over she giggled like a sorority girl as she started cutting lines. "I like to make them into smiley faces because it makes me happy. See, I made you one too." I'd been clean for a while and didn't feel like getting fucked up with some floozy. I changed the subject.

"How old are you? I mumbled.

"Forty Five." She said. "Your dogs are freaking me out. Let's fuck before my son gets home."

I agreed. "You don't have to tell me twice."

She laughed.

"You like horror movies?"