Even my hair turns more red than gold!
The Tao of Swimming
Current mood: 
happy
Category: Writing and Poetry
The Spring Sun is tender and triumphant!
Breathes new life to the Earth;
flickers of light, dance over the undulating waves of emerald waters.
To swim in the spring time is rejuvenating-
strokes are lithe and energetic;
as free spirited as dolphins fins
who rejoice without fear-
their child like giggles echo -
within the majestic deep below
Two friends reunited, one year after a funeral
Current mood: 
sad
Category: Writing and Poetry
Greetings, my old friend -
aren't you a sight for sore eyes?
( hello )
Goodbye,
( please, go )
All of this time has past -
and yet, I am still in mourning
Strangers on a Train
Current mood: 
creative
Category: Writing and Poetry
Yesterday,
I watched
A fat man enter the subway
He had
A large, steaming
Pizza
Permeating
Through a cardboard box
He looked
Excited
Thrilled
Orgasmic, even
For some reason
Our eyes met
And suddenly
He was
Naked.
I exited
The train
Next stop
And forgot all about him.
The numbing sting of betrayal
Current mood: hurt
Category: hurt Writing and Poetry
Honesty,
is now
my bitter enemy.
Naive confessions
are reckless-
and I am bruised
and bloodied
and beaten;
for the heart,
is a ruthless traitor.
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