Monday, August 27, 2007

Cover my Eyes


ancient messages of lives past
supple flesh turned to bible page skin
softened slide show of dead cells
cotton sheets and bar soap
whispered truths
unanswered prayers
comforted psyche
medicated soul
muted conscience
are the whispers in the darkness messages from the divine

Monday, August 6, 2007

To have and to hold down...




Song of the Day:: Amy Winehouse - Back to Black

Quote of the Day:: "Murder is born of love, and love attains the greatest intensity of murder."--Octave Mirbeau

" "No 'pretty white' dresses for me thanks,"

"Well, you're getting one."

"fuck."

"It will be your day" they all tell me. Now I just need to find a dress that tastefully shows off my cleavage and can hide a Desert Eagle strapped to my thigh. Weddings.

Ok lets go down the checklist:

Something old- My vintage Lincoln Town Car convertible Check.

Something new - The passport in my purse Check.

Something borrowed - The one hundred and twenty eight million in my safety deposit box in Switzerland I swear I'll give it back,Check.

Something blue - The body of my fiance's mistress in the trunk of my car Definite Check.

Ah yes the life of the Business Man's Wife, who would have thought it would come to this. And to think, a year ago life was just so...nice. I guess I spoke too soon.

William Borden is my fiance, and Im in love. Yay me. What more could any girl want? Oh thats right, fidelity. I'd like to think i was smarter than that, but I wasn't. I enjoyed every second with William, the quick wit, the intelligent meaningful conversation, and that oh so dirty Rhett Butler dirty grin that made even the strongest of wills strongest of skirts go crawling up your thighs. He was a delightful change of pace from the average guy who either was so polite he never touched you or gnawed at your bra straps every time you were halfway through a glass of cabernet.