Saturday, April 12, 2008

4/12 #1: Rock Me

You want a piece of me?
You want a piece of this?
You want a piece of my heart?
Then put on your hobnailed boots;
I got a place for you here.
Right next to the others.

Nice men are pussies.
I can get their attention,
And they can get mine.
But they won't keep it.
You gotta hurt me the way I like it.

And if I ever complain, just remind me,
You said you were an asshole
When we met. And I promise
I'll love you the hardest
(And hate you the longest).

Friday, April 11, 2008

4/11 #3: Name This Blog!

Going forward, should I rename this blog:

a) Second Liver

b) Fuck me and the horse I rode in on

c) I bet you think this blog is about you

Email me with your selection, or send me an IM in-world.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

4/11 #2: rl Fantasy #2

press against your back smell behind your ear rest my face against yours close my eyes and breathe in when you breathe out seal my body to yours

4/11 #1: rl Fantasy #1

through the jetway
nervous excited
recognition and smiles
cute tall different same
should i hug? he won't
(do it anyway)
hold his hand as we walk

a small pool of light
surrounded by dark
jeans belts socks skin
he looks at me
i look up at him
a curtain of his hair
falls around my face

As I step from the shower
I look in the mirror
Will he like what he sees?

Monday, April 7, 2008

4/8 #1: Crystal Night

(The second window in 3 months has been broken at my synagogue).

A shattered window,
Explodes across the temple floor.

A thousand tiny shards,
Shimmer in the morning sun.

The broken glass,
Sparkles in defiance of old hates.

An eternal beauty,
Shines amid the damage.

And our descendants will multiply,
Like the stars in the heavens.

4/7 #1: The Moon

The moon.
The moon -
He pulls across space.

The body of water -
My body -
Draws up to meet him.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

4/1 #1: It's All Alright

Is it just me, or can you too hear That somewhere a baby is crying? I could walk down this street with my eyes closed. Across the thoughtfully landscaped front yard; My key will work in the front door, That's my toys scattered round on the floor. I follow the sounds to the front room, The baby is catching her breath. But overdone shallots get soggy, And egg whites can be over-whisked. Besides, it's me who's neglecting - I should have tended to this. So slowly I lift up the baby, And draw her up close to my chest. She'll need some cleaning and feeding; I'll comfort her so she can rest.

About Me

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I am in my late 40's and am mid-divorce. There's no fighting but intense pain. I live at a friend's house. Ive been waiting to emigrate; im getting dam sick of not being able to move on in life THE FOLLOWING IS THE PAST: I have 2 dogs in rl, Lucy and Jr.; and I work as a school teacher. I attend many events like professional sports and concerts. I work out, do some weeding and go to services at the local synagogue. I travel fairly often. When not doing the above, I am probably in sl. There, I have 3 dogs, Doozium, Mutt and Napoleon. I am a human woman, but I am not particularly interested in fashion. I am also very happy when running around Avaria in my dog or flamingo suits. I have wonderful single-serving friends as well as those whose names I look for. I like to joke around at Hanja and relax at Avaria. I enjoy window shopping at the Animation Warehouse, Muism and the W-hat Mall. I also love to work on this blog when settled down with another av who is also working on something. I have more plans than the ability to concentrate, but would like to learn to build, make clothes and machinima.