Everyone in power
has it all wrong.
The president, congress,
generals on down.
Make me Secretary of Defense.
We’ll be out of Iraq
in five years
without another drop of blood
spilled on either side.
And as Eisenhower wished
we will achieve total victory.
The way to domination
is not with guns and bombs
and nuclear strikes,
all of which embolden the enemy.
Begin…
subtlety.
The camouflage uniforms have to go,
as does the artillery,
MRE's, and laser guided torpedoes.
These things are easily replaced.

She had offered me a ring, pressed it close in passion’s heat against the black birthmark beneath my skin only we knew about.

Each beat is just as important as the next.
Every moment is precious,
one hesitation can destroy everything.
Any moment lost
is lost forever,
never to be seen again.
Never can one truly appreciate the simplicity of things coming
until they are lost,
perhaps forever.
So hold fast to the moments
That you can play the game,
because the sounds of the games are crisp and clear
when you can play with a lover.
One cannot play alone, however,
Without another
you will only be hitting the emptiness around you,
the emptiness tearing

I blamed you and I know now that I shouldn’t have.
I am sorry.
But he was never there.
An empty
seat at the dinner table every night,
a lonely walk down the aisle at my wedding,
was all he ever was to me.
I never got the chance to yell at him,
to spill my heart out,
to vent all that anger that had built inside me
bursting me at the seams,
so I blamed you.
I learned to shoot a basketball, and how to whistle really loud.
He was never there to teach me, or give me a hug when I needed it.
Yet somehow I always felt loved,

 I didn’t know what had happened.
Suddenly my world was turned upside- down.
One day he was fine.
The next day he was sick, very sick.
The day after he was lying helpless in a white hospital gown on a bed not his own,
and he seemed to be getting stronger.
The day after that he was gone.
He used walk around the house high.
Smiling and laughing like some demented fool.
Once he knocked my mother’s favorite crystal glass off the dining room table and all he did was laugh,
laugh right in her face.
But of course he had complete control.

I sit and I wait,
a thin film of black obscuring my visage,
for the day you and I will be reunited.
Alone in my room,
I sit and I ponder–
when that day will be I have not decided.
I sit in all black,
the same clothes I wore
the day you and I were divided.
The exception being
the black veil
I now wear to protect what you prided.
 
No other man shall lay his hands nor his eyes on me,
not my body, my soul, nor my mind.
The feel of your embrace, the caress of your lips
without doubt they were one of a kind.
 

Sleeps more peacefully than the heart and the mind.
Only truly awoken by the tender touch of a lover
Unless of course by the searing pain of a love

Lost.