My fingers talk my
eyes listen my head makes it
up my heart hungers.
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My fingers talk my
eyes listen my head makes it
up my heart hungers.
Category Archives: sacrifice
My job
Commute through fiber
optic cable to a home
built by words not deeds
Big death, little death
Sleep gently takes you,
like the lethal injection
you cannot resist.
Tomorrow’s flight
I’ll Dramamine my
self into torpidity,
sleep through drink service.
Packing for vacation
separating the
non-essential from the much
needed is painful.
Christmas triage
Not enough time for
cookies, cards, decorating.
Which one do I skip?
Gentlewomen’s lament
God rest ye merry
gentlemen? I don’t see them
lifting a finger!
A Christmas story
If I could shoot my
eye out with that thing, I’d just
sit and watch TV.
It’s a wonderful life
Only if you’re not
the one doing the shopping,
cleaning and baking.
Holiday spirit
Like catching snowflakes,
this melts quickly from the heat
of a stressful month.
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