Tuesday, May 10, 2005


I have been accused of a frightful crime
the crime of avoidance - wrongly so,

for though I avoid, it's not you,
but myself I try to escape. I fear

the words that will fall from my mouth
like so much loose change into the sofa

I have no desire to jingle useless
and forgotten in a padded sarcophagus


  1. may i presume this is in response to me? I hear ya. I disagree with you, but I hear ya.

  2. You sparked it, yes ma'am. Seems we feed off of each other. What is it you disagree with?

  3. I disagree that anything about you is useless.

  4. Hah, sometimes my words are, as is true of all people I think. Sometimes words just don't solve a thing you know?

  5. I didn't know there was something to solve (with me, I mean). At least I provided some inspiration...

  6. no no not with you V, with many other people and things, but nothing that needs solviong where you're concerned