Sometimes these things happen

::Green Glass::

It was an accident

You broke your green glass

Anger and yelling at the air

Hit the closet door

I roll my eyes

You say you want to slit your throat

So dramatic my love

I roll my eyes again

I clean up the dirty water

You pace the kitchen

Green glass in black plastic

I am irked

So I sit on the deck and smoke a cigarette


We laugh at your silliness

over broken green glass.

BJH  o7-17-2011

~For my Clyde ( sometimes a fool) …  to paraphrase a song by Staind ” You are the mess I chose, the closet I cannot close”

Love you my darling dear. LOL


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