It’s not my fault it’s the season. I want to punch you and I want to love you. Come to me, sugar monster. Something about now, something about this has me teetering the ledge. It’s not my fault its the cycle. I want to kiss you and I want to hurt you. Come to me, … Continue reading Treacle

To The Hilt

He wants something I don’t want So round and round we go… I tell myself I shouldn’t But I never leave it alone. Inside, it doesn’t feel good. Outside, I say certainly baby- Inside, it doesn’t seem right. Outside, I hope this makes him stay with me Inside, it smells like a thousand mistakes… Outside, … Continue reading To The Hilt


And that’s how bad habits start. You’re emotional. Someone notices. Someone pretends to help. Someone makes an offer. You accept. You know better but you’re not practical. You know better but you’re not rational. You know better but you’re not logical. They promise. You don’t believe but you’re willing. You’ve always been willing. Next thing … Continue reading Picayune


Frozen pancakes and I’m sopping up the syrup with them, mad, that I saw 75 cars that looked like your old raggedy ass car when I was on the road today and I stopped for more beer and worried about how much money I’ve spent on beer this week and paid the man at the … Continue reading Sugarhead