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Not the Usual
Not poetry here. Just, you know, kind of a Ok I’m going to write some shit.
I’m drinking homemade amaretto, yummy by the way, after wine and beer earlier today. Yeah, I kind of had a “me do whatever day.” *fist pump in air*
When your day starts with going to dentist, and he fills your cavity without numbing you–and nothing hurt you at all–you know you fricking rock the day. And take advantage.
A lake. Then lunch. Chatting with people who don’t know me at a little dive place I have come to love. All the while thinking, writing, feeling like I can do me “alone” and absolutely love it. And I wrote good stuff. I tell myself that. So I’ll just believe it.
Trying to make myself into something I don’t really know yet. But hey, it’s cool. And I’m smiling. What can’t be good about that!
©MidwestFantasy
02/01/2017
Catching Day
She catches the day
by sun’s tail
pulling it in
not wanting
to let go
for if she did
all that happiness
would slip
from the now
into memories
of what was
©MidwestFantasy
11/18/2016
Stop and Start
Missing you
Missing things
Missing moments
Wasting my now
Thinking of them
When I should be
Creating my life
Finding instead of missing
So I can live
Instead of reminisce
©MidwestFantasy
11/10/2016
Midwest Fantasy Writes 