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Monday, September 11, 2023

Where to begin


I showed her son feeling and she laughed  

I talked about it cause I didn’t do it very well and she dismissed it  damm it I’m a shit person who has fooled everyone  

Didn’t fuck cause I was being a li’ll bitch  couple of nights 


I told her several times today I wanted to make love with her and was extra affectionate. She’s like aren’t you sore from working out. Goddammit working out isn’t there for its own sake it’s a thing to do to keep fucking. I almost said fine and rolled over. And so I fucked her she didn’t complain abu that big O. 


This all doesn’t make sense or even matter just marking time waiting on the death. 

Thursday, August 31, 2023

The creeping darkness

I’ve got a good life. A wife who adores me and I her. Yet  the darkness is creeping all around. How long can I keep it away? How long until my battery dies?

Wednesday, August 30, 2023

Old places

 It’s so very strange taking our grandson places I went to as a teenager with dates and friends and even my family. Life is so very different and not what I expected I guess. It’s wonderful don’t get me wrong just different. Kinda emotional as well I suppose the feeling is known as bitter/sweet. Still alive not as dark as sometimes. 

Wednesday, August 23, 2023

Marking time

 Am I really just marking time until I die?  Fighting the darkness pretty hard today. 

Friday, August 18, 2023

The darkness

The darkness is creeping I can feel it. And like an old friend I’ll welcome it in like a long lost friend. Embrace it even. It holds my guilt my secrets my soul if I have one. 

Wednesday, August 16, 2023

The demons

 Stole my sleep last night. But I’m still here. Father husband grandpa. I’ll keep moving forward.   

Tuesday, August 15, 2023

Big wave

 Like so often happens when I’m alone in the house. The house where I live a different life with Princess. I let a linear thought in and got blasted with a wave of sadness that left me sobbing. I still think about her and the life I would have had if she had lived. And I cry for a future that never happened.