I am sorry I abandoned you
I should have been larger than my pain
I should have been greater than my pride
I turned away when I should have looked deeper
I deafened myself in defense
I should have offered to listen
My loyalty should have been to friendship
Not my over tender heart
But now
I am here
I am listening
I have grown beyond my pride
I have parted ways with old pain
I am your friend
Though I know you are not mine

There is this service called twitter
A place to shine and to glitter
    And in one forty letters
    Prove that you're better
To all of the bloggers so bitter

Cheap red wine
and broken glass
digging
into
my fingers
blood stained prints
on clear blue glass
that never wash
the words away
I can't see
for all the light
that's shining
down my veins
Let me forget
the dance of loss
and let us
start to sing

There once was a girl named Libbi
Who would say before sex quite glibly
   Please put it in
   when it's hard as tin
And between us the fun we will divvy

There once was a president Bush
Who buggered this country's tush
   Then took all our money
   said, "I'll jail you sonny,
if you speak against it, so shush."