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Call me a silly girl

If you will

I just don’t care anymore.

And i was tied to the riddles of your mind too long

Crawling along on my hands and knees

Finding scraps and pieces;debris.

Forgetting who I am,

My heartbeat ceased.

Now i am rolling the dice,

Look and tell me what you see.

You won’t even look at me.

I am tired of lie after lie.

Call me a slow girl

If you will,

I just don’t care anymore.

Left or right

It don’t make no difference.

I was a fool in the beginning

I ain’t

A fool no more.

Blink and

I disappear.

And all i see is dust in my

Rear view mirror.

The wreckage of me reassembling.




Daddy’s crying

Momma’s lying

What am I supposed to do?

My little heart is searching

For a simple smile or two.

My little hands can’t fix it,

That’s what band aides

Usually do.


Just Remember

Come November

Whatever has come and gone,

This little girl


Her Momma and Daddy

All along.


The gun was fired.

Momma’s tired.

Daddy doesn’t know what went wrong.

Seems they thought they were all grown up

When they were only playing house

All along.

Fill in a  couple of bullet holes.

Pretend they are all gone.

We’ll keep singing your pretty song.

Daddy holds on to the past,

Momma’s drinking makes it last.

Once the gun was smoking

We were left holding

Illusions in the air.


Come November

Just remember

*originally published December 2013