Mr. M

One of my drawings (cir. 1998)

Our Kingdom

If all the clocks stopped ticking
And my heart kept life's rhythm
Then my days filled with your love
Would be the foundation of our Kingdom.

I'd furnish the rooms with praise
And hang curtains made of smiles
My promises would light our corridors
Of happiness that would travel on for miles.

But if you ever feel a doubt
Or feel our Kingdom's walls crumbling
Be assured that our souls would unite
To create a bond that is never failing.


(Written May 10, 2002 for my Grandparents 50th Anniversary)

Her Space, His Hell

Sadly Unaware (The Fool) - 

The new utter "be all" of life, soul and thought
You are the stooge that waits for hell to arrive
It'll empty upon you illusive affection and approval 
And your wish granted, only for the fact of convenience
A sitting duck no longer sitting on the shore of safety
You will soon be the next closed chapter of its pathetic story
The fool who believed in its words, its looks, the rhyme
Know - at one time, we all were the fool in your shoes.

She's Been the Only Constant

She's almost 14 years old and I've had her since she was 2 months old.  She's been the only constant in my life for over a decade.  It's simply unfair that I only get that amount of time with her.  The one girl who has been there through all my smiles, all my tears and heartache, all the important moments in my life. 

"Acquiring a dog may be the only opportunity a human ever has to choose a relative." ~Mordecai Siegal (b. 1934)  

This quote hangs framed in my bathroom. 

Keep Moving

"Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving." ~Albert Einstein
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Every day is like an act to keep all the balls in the air, to avoid telling it like it really is and all the while trying to avoid hurt feelings.  Yet you attempt to maintain a certain integrity within.  Life is nothing more than a balancing act and a game to keep from being screwed by the morals you've instilled for yourself.  

I'd rather ...

...breathe on my own.

Circumstances Never Stray

There's a tone to your voice, a thought of you that clouds my thoughts...it isn't all a chosen circumstance that keeps you away...is it? It should be a choice to be here...a desire...the craving...the ache that should drive your heart to ...why can't it be? Change it...be here now.  I implore the desire your heart yells...I scream within... within this room of uncertainty. Suffer alone, bring me to my ... dreams on my knees. Save me from all this ....  It all . . . just . . . seems a matter of circumstance.  

Use Me No More

Release of My Fixation

It was an addiction, an unending want of insanity
A simple desire of humiliation, and a need of fear
A quiet crazy that rested inside his reserved space 
It continued to whisper, assured me he was somewhere near

It told me to keep him close, to feed upon the pain
Old dreams are now kept locked in clouds protected from me
I sat a safe distance enabling no speculation of intent
Far from his hate that would have no doubt devoured my soul.

Yesterdays words, full of empty promises tossed aside
And a forever love discarded like the trash he feeds
Tomorrow will be a new day of no more misunderstanding 
No longer will he be a sliver of desire in my secret room.


(Old story, but not forgotten)