Mom - pulling the provolone from the sandwich: "STRING THEORY!" Me looking at her and laughing. Mom: What you think only you know about Science? ... Happy Every Day, mothers. .......... Let's hear it for you The Miracle Worker Soul Shaper Wisdom's daughter who grew into a mother. This Lady of Perpetual Help. Ma, help! The project's due. Help! I can't find my shoe. Like some kind of psychic,she knows where all things, to whom it belongs And the condition in which it came... The side kick's calm refrain: "thanks... mom." Problem solved. Peace reigns. She from the line of Eve May not have had the chance to leave and cleave And while some think her weaker WE know better. A Mother. Made stronger by her God whether or not Adam stood beside her. A perpetual help in times of chaos Walks another mile so that you could take the bus. Silencing storms is the norm So we think being superhuman IS... THE NORM! But even heroes get ...
I don't embellish or package my bullshit. I try not to. I leave it, when it comes, in big steaming piles for easy of use as manure for my growing and honesty loving mind. Learn from your bullshit. It's the only way to live.
ReplyDeleteI paint my screams -- they're usually viridian.
i write it out... why keep it bottled up when i can release it on to a page where i wont forget but leave it where its at...I write because it keeps me scene...
ReplyDeletemuch luv xxx
hmmm. i can do no justice by confining my answers to two sentences too. but i will.
ReplyDeleteMy screams - i put a jockey shorts on my head and go around the borough/UWI being superhero-like; if my costume isn't near (i always hav my head-wear tho), i eat ice cream...cools the brain.
My bullshyza - i purge my brain; (AYE! wat a coincidence! purge the shit, ha! no pun was intended) that's really wat i do...purge my brain; not sure i can/want to explain now.