The Others

Your kind words torture my heart
you look at me
thinking I don't see.
But I see your look
I ignore
because you have another.
 
You may not care,
obviously don't
you think
you make a show when you
lift all those pans above my head.
But I must ignore you
because you have another.
 
You laugh with me
and listen.
Not a lot of your kind
talk with me.
But this is not to be;
you have another.
 
I may have liked you a little but
that was before
I knew
you now have two others.

 

Hot Cocoa and Thoughts of Good Deeds

Sitting in the library
Reading about Buttermilk pie.
sip, sip, sip
Drinking hot
dark liquid
that smells like
a Hershey's chocolate factory.
I get my drink
and someone else's too
a mystery gift
for a stranger.

sip, sip sip......

Conquistador

Triumph at last
I will set my flag
On foreign ground!
I will not keep
This hum-drum life
And live in
This morbid way of strife
My opponent has been
Dropping clues
But can't you see
The outcome of my rules.

I will not lay down my flag
Until they've been sworn on.
But perhaps my opponent is
My ally?
Hmm......
I will keep my flag upon this ground
My homeland.

But is their fear in this choice?
Could I be missing a nation unconquered?

Thoroughly Convinced

             Once a friend declared to me that she was incapable of love. After thinking on this for some time I reasoned that this is true for some, to some extent. I have God's love, everyone for that matter has God's grace. But oftentimes one longs for something more, something that can be felt, and you can have compassion for. I'm almost thoroughly convinced that love can be captured by few. If you think about the possibilities of meeting the one, out of every person you meet. Think about how many Facebook friends you have. Is your future spouse in there? Maybe the married life is not your vocation. Maybe its something else.
              Well, life is just crazy for me now. It is just so plain and boring. I don't want it to be plain and boring, but it has come to this. It doesn't help that in my current situation I'm surrounded by high school drama. I belong in a bigger city, I feel like an awkward broken puzzle piece.
              I trump the nerd community here at the college, definitely. Unfortunately, my pride does not allow me to be anything else. I have this weird attraction to the retro/hippie fashion, which is appreciated by few in this little town. I'm also totally comfortable being a hippie which for some reason is looked down upon in this town. I get along really well with free-spirited people. People that want to take chances, interesting people that strive to do good in little mysterious ways. Someone who makes their mundane jobs interesting by creativity.