Monthly Archives: July 2023

You get used to it.

The truth is, you get used to it.

Over time, living single and alone eventually grows on you. You chew your food longer for lack of dinner conversation, sleep more soundly without a chatty someone stealing the covers, cuddling, or wanting something more. You save money on silly flowers or something special for no one special for no special reason, and you learn to be self-sufficient when sick, make your own soup and get your own toilet paper. You no longer worry about dying alone, just dying, and gradually forget the memory of a mind-blowing kiss, hug or the unexpected touch of a caring hand. Truth is you get used to it because it grows on you as an annihilation of everything that might have been, drawing the devoted heart, mind and soul closer to all the good things in this world and in your life that actually are.

something behind.

I write the things which are often not said

The silent dilemmas still left in my head

To wake up the ones left when I turn up dead

I’m just trying to leave something behind.

A whole book of stories from over the years

of people and places and things I hold dear

in hopes some will listen and some might even hear

I’m just trying to leave something behind.
But finding good news in this day and age

When i do, i write it, but it falls off the page

Far into the place where I’d kept it caged.

When I was trying to leave something behind.