a crumudgeon lives under my skin
nothing is good, nothing is right
there is more of anything wrong
more sickness, more evil,
more swearing, more breakdowns,
more thiefs, more crooks,
more, more, more
there is less too
less compliments, less thank yous
less smiling, less companionship
less achievement, less enjoyment
just less
It is like a contest in ugly
who wants to compete?
I don’t
he spent years burrowing in
by pushing my sacred out
I need giant tweezers
and a spine?
can we reside side by side
if I put on heavy armor?
deaf, mute, and blind
to the spiral death call
Jaymie Thorne's Personal Musings 
June 12th, 2009 at 2:39 pm
wow. that’s deep. and…amazing. and i love it. =))
June 12th, 2009 at 3:07 pm
Thank you Amanda. Have an amazing weekend.
J
June 13th, 2009 at 2:11 pm
Oooh Jaymie–love this!
It is like a contest in ugly
who wants to compete?
I don’t
he spent years burrowing in
by pushing my sacred out
These lines are fabulous! He didn’t push all the sacred out, though–I definitely see it in you 🙂
June 13th, 2009 at 3:04 pm
D –
Glad you like it, I wrote it in a little fit and wasn’t sure it worked. Luckily sacred has deep roots and seems to be perennial.
J
June 13th, 2009 at 4:35 pm
sacred has deep roots and seems to be perennial.
Jaymie–I think you just wrote a new inspirational phrase that will be included in an anthology one day. WOW.