Pistachio

Shriek! Stop! Shall we try love again, as it was meant to be...from the beginning? Well, you've got to see some things, if it's going to be...you've got to see, 'forever' isn't messing around, or 'hanging' downtown, at some bar, doing this weekly, this one night thing, or sitting at home with a spouse...wishing you were. Forever is forever, man...can you dig? You really want to buy the farm, or just fondle the eggs? Which is it...takes a lot of work, to mate...or date, or masturbate, might be much better, than to settle down,,,we're none of us alike...the times, they've changed...they didn't wait for us...they didn't ask, 'which side we're on'.  Perchance, we've changed...I know I have. Not Gay, just kind of  curious, I guess...to sweet sad 'dangling participle's'. I want to know there's love. I want to know...there's more than loneliness, to know my love wont 'shiv' me with her only ness, if I try to reach out...to others, because that's love, and trust is trusted too and through, with one or more, or millions that you really trust, or say you love and do...they just wont all fit in the shower with you...maybe waterfalls would be better, or gardens with warm rain fall, where clothes are just...no more, no more divides, no more to hide no more to own to ourselves, like some greedy little nut case with her secret stash of Pistachio ice cream...No! I wont share...I wont! It's mine...my precious Pistachio. But first, we have to talk...we have to try, we have to really want to love, not just to own our part...we have to share, and that's a really big stumbling block here...really really big...it's a really big show we've got for you tonight...can we talk?


Written By Bruce James Clyde 2016,   Deming, New Mexico

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