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I Sit Here And Stare
What Could Be Farther From The Truth
The weather outside looks still
I can't tell how cold it is as for I am inside where it is warm
What the hay ?
What about today ?
My wife left about an hour ago
The phone rang twice
I didn't pick up
All I can think about is sex
I open a book to read
My mind travels to every destination
As if I was sent there by a guided missle
Not sure where I will land
I am off today
Rest I will not
My wife has a list longer than both arms
Because one arm would never do
I bought eight books yesterday
My wife shrugged her shoulders and gave me that loving look
Really more books ?
I did not spend too much and there were only a few
As I contemplate my day
How wonderful it would be
To go to bed
To lay there enjoying all the love two bodies can give
Whist away in all directions at once
My head spinning like a pin wheel on the lawn
Watching the wind blow faster and faster
My life gets harder and harder
I take a deep breath
One of billions I have aleady taken
I am a billionaire and I didn't even know it
How could that of slipped my mind so quickly ?
When some thoughts never leave
They resurface again in many different areas of our life automatically
Like numbers being pulled from the deli
We actively participate
Is there more to a number ?
45, 69. 3
Oh that's me
As I jump for joy
As the older woman next to me
Realizes she has to wait
Even longer than she wanted
Should I take my time
Ask the deli guy all kinds of meat questions
That I have heard other people ask
When I had to wait
Can I taste a piece ?
How thick is that ?
Can I have it sliced thin ?
Can you go any thinner ?
How many slices would a quarter of a pound be ?
Could I have a little more ?
Can you layer it so it doesn't all stick together ?
Then I hear the magic words to my ears
One deli clerk says to the other
I am going on break
In the middle of a rush
You have to be mad
Yes out of your mind
The tension is so thick
The sharpest knife couldn't cut through
Who would do that with a clear conscious ?
What's this the post office ?
Now from three deli people to two
The other deli person is new
It's my turn now
You have to be patient and understanding
Instead of biting your tongue
Then cursing under your breath
I can hear you
Now I am going to go slower
Is that meat fresh ?
Do you have rarer roast beef ?
How are you suppose to say that ?
Do you have any roast beef more rare ?
I have been in every situation
Now you know why
I just want to let my emotions soar
Some how things always come up
We have a wake to go to
Someone with an illness
Expected to go
Now today of all days
I have to check the wash
I seen a leaky pipe
That is not good
I wish I could ignore it but I can't
My cat Charlotte has the right idea
Curled up on the chair next to me
In a cute little ball
With my soggy cereal laying in a bowl
With a mouthful and a half left
In bed I feel like a king
Where everything else doesn't seem to matter
As I beat my chest
The greatest feeling ever
Now with the wind charms ringing
A plane over head soaring
A car buzzing on our street
Things aren't always what they seem
The meaning is a lot deeper
So we have to dig deeper
The shadow of my railing on the deck
Is it just a secret ladder to climb
To a land that nobody can find