Me and my dog, Hamish Macbeth, are going to Mars.
It might not be exactly the way I intended to reach the Red Planet, but what the hey.
Later days Earthlings!
RDP Tuesday: intent.
RDP Monday: FUSTY
over used promises
the same old tales of passion
repeated mindlessly in a haze of cigarette smoke.
Over played love songs
from the 60’s
they use them to sell cars and yogurt now.
Fusty valentine sentiments
printed on faded paper and rotting under the refrigerator
the cemetery of lost memories.
From my story:
You know, despite my initial misgivings about exploring a history I didn’t feel any particular connection too AND the fact I dribbled during my spit test and my dog caught it mid air and ate and I made one of my relatives her own half sister, this family tree spit test is turning out to be a lot of fun!
RDP SATURDAY: COMMENCE
I have been riding since the Spring
into the Summer
my black heart stilled in grief.
When will I reach
the cruel lover
who has left me behind?
Will he remember me?
Be ready for me
when I find him
RDP Friday: TRANSITION
From an embrace to a kiss
to muscle and bone
to a beating heart to fingers to a spinal column
a Galaxy of promise waiting to be born.
To a student, to a traveler to defeat and despair
to the good days when the air smells good
and my face hurts from laughing.
From heartbeat to pulse
am I just a collection of moments wrapped in skin?
From sleeping to dreaming to waking
my clock with broken hands tries to keep time
and it will, like it’s supposed to
RDP Thursday: DINKUM
This is her truth:
The reason Public School lunches are a failing program is because Michelle Obama made the schools serve fresh fruits and vegetables.
This is his truth:
I don’t know why they are complaining about racism now. We have always had problems with racism. But the Democrats think if they get them upset they’ll vote for Democrats. You know how bad it is? The Democrats are hiring coyotes to bring Mexicans up on a election day to vote.
This is my truth:
I think that the asteroid that wiped out the dinosaurs showed up 66 million years to early.
RDP Tuesday: ODOR
Working in a Mall really did stink.
I took a vacation from work
and when I got back my work area smelled like death.
For real, it smelled like death because something had died.
” Something ” turned out to be a huge decomposing rat.
My Co-Workers were so SURPRISED when I opened the door which is normally NEVER closed and the smell of decay raced out.
“That rat must have just died!” they said in surprise.
The rat, I said was not fresh, it probably died shortly after I went on vacation.
Oh, they said. Well. There is some Lysol under the bathroom sink in the Book Store Manager’s Office ( which is where I worked at the time ).
I should feel free grab that and use it- you know in MY work area which is separate from THEIR work area where if something say like a rat dies they don’t have to pick it up.
We all worked for the same company but that was putting to fine a point on things.
“Thanks I said, I think I’ll grab that giant can of air freshener and spray YOUR area first to get rid of the over powering smell of bullshit.”
You wouldn’t think words can actually stink, but they really can.