Stupid no point idea

Fake leather on lift chair, All who need the chairs have pets, Most of those pets cats, The chairs are our Limo’s, Cats live the sound jabbing their nails in skin, No matter how excited and pissed off it makes me they continue not to get it, We have spent a life time buying great

Two Hearses on a wagon

Evidently I can not spell, Buggies bodies go to the grave, Interested to know, When times are hard, Times are hard! Like cemetery markers history commands, Hard times have befallen, Undertakers are in dire straights, Seems fair, Death covers us all, No one walks in life with dying along the way, Yep I think its

Yesterday’s lips,

Without a lone crow cawed, Unseen yet present, Room within, Cold as fresh fallen snow, Crisp lackless, Vacant warmth, Hint of cherry incense consumed the air, Speck of lip gloss upon her collar, Heart silent, No entryway visible, Still, Darken room, Corpse where she fell, Ashen color, Fire still roared, Cat curled in her still

Alone

Life comes with no rules, A year ago my favorite cousin was ill, When we had my sister family gathering she was to ill to come, My family seem to have sucked from the tet on secrets, Families, Normal families rally when a member is ill not the Heike’s, Heike”s suffer alone, Die alone!, That’s

I don’t want ta!

Teddi’s puking on a tub of books, Sun’s streaming in his window, Got to go to Wolfies collect my change, Last night git a Wolfies nacho, It was yummy, I will always hate, Dispise, Dispise loneliness, Shit? Word spelt right again but underlined, Damn phone, Like the government even when you the people, You the

I look around,

In parking lots, It’s Ellen’s face I see, Walking my way, Tears ketch in my throat, Halloween will never be the same, Ellen loved dressing up, Going out, Hanging with her friends, Like Cheers ‘Norm!, Home town bars knew her name, My heart rips from my chest, The twenty-ninth October, Like with mom’s passing, June

Loaded gun,

Just saw a young mom, Little girl beside, Smoke,walk,drive, Loaded gun, Emulation, Little girl smokes by nine, Loaded gun, Breathed it all her life, Closed in a car, Cold days no windows open, Breathe Breathe, Breathe, Horrible death coming, Black lungs, Hole in throat, Bullets scattered upon the ground, Tombstone Here lies, Pack of candy

I breathe

Best excersise ever, Reading out loud, Died twice burnt lungs, December 3rd,2014, First videos I did, Worked through learning to breath, One of first videos I did, Lincoln Center Honors, Today on YouTube another rude remark, Three years ago since June,YouTube Channel, Val’s Whitewolf Media, I was told I sounded like a stalker, You get

I look at death from both sides now!

Murdered by sister December 3rd,2014, Struck by car on horse.1976, Once more August 2008 on bike, He was 93, Took two letters to the Editor, Lynn Morrow retired attorney, After church one Sunday, Methodist Waukon,Iowa he now 95(2010), Drove into Jean Huffy’s little red convertible Finally someone took his license, Lynn never get a ticket,

The odd race

Up wander, Die, Ash or box planted, The grave is more finite or is it? Dad use ‘ live till you die! Thats what we all face every minute, Its really nothing, Thats what life is, Just another door, I look forward spending time at the lake my half sister kept me in life from,