oh Lord of Mercy

” O M G ” a poem for Sunday, the 1st day of December, in the year of our Lord 2 0 1 9 “God. You’re hurting us. God. You’re hurting us. Hurting us all the time.” I, GOD, try to stop up my ears, but their incessant murmuring is SO SUBLIME, THAT I JUST […]

Two Pathic Lovers on a Rampage Again ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ’ƒ

“WHEN HAIRY MET STINKY SALLY.” a SUNDAY poem December 1, 2019 We’re HAIRY and DIRTY and STINKY old things; There’s stuff caught in all the cracks, and all of this brings, Such DISGUST and ADORATION in “terrible, equal measure,” AND WHEN LOVE meets DISGUST, it’s a splendid, old treasure, And YOU ARE MY TREASURE each […]

oh my here’s the marriage hysteria ๐Ÿ˜…

“THIS CAN SAVE YOUR MARRIAGE.” a poem 1 December 2019 (Sunday) “NOTHING can save this marriage; it’s DOOMED to fall apart. Why’d we even get married? It was doom ED from the start. Nothing can save this marriage. It will forGod’sSAKE surely fail; Doomed. NothingCanSAVEit. NotEvenTHE HOLY GRAIL. This marriage is UNSAVEable; you’ve lost that […]

Kindness is free. ๐Ÿ’ฅ Hurt

“NO ONE CAN EVER HURT ME AGAIN?” a poem, a.k.a.: “For Those STILL Hurting From All The People Who Have Hurt Them.” SUNday: 12/01/2019 Remember? SHE said: “Don’t hurt anybody.” (‘specially me). “OK, Honey,” I said; OF COURSE, it didn’t come unexpectedly. “But NOW I KNOW I’ll Never HURT ANYONE ever again. And I’ll never […]