man's best friend

you could have been putting yourself through this right here right here had i not decided it would go somewhere else, after pondering (or wandering) through the ideas of putting it in a dozen other blogs, but it was not meaningful enough for anything other than the background tv that it was... so instead, here we are making the ever so casual reference to it as if nonchalance disguises the egomaniac hunger for attention that putting more than a hundred different blogs on the internet kind of suggests, subtly of course... and happiness comes out and stares as if all i've got to do is take care of him, which is, sadly, all i've got to do being all alone in the world in the wee hours when life gets real... these dang wee hours, ya know?...

there's a certain kind of madness comes from loneliness that
only making love can drive away, even cure
while so many call it badness out of fear, not fact
in fact it is the greatest thing in life, nothing's more

don't die of loneliness
but do be wise
it is worse to die
of compromise
so many just survive
closing their eyes
pretending they love
while their heart cries

and that's all i've got to say tonight... remember when i use to rhyme and rhyme and rhyme for hours and hours and hours in blog after blog after blog?... yeah, some of them are still out there, even if the roots never were cuz they were never typed into an internet connection and remain in storage near niagara falls for almost two decades now at $140 a month, but that's beside the point... i had so many dreams they came pouring out into so many thousands of rhymes, thousands of words a night for many years... tens of thousands and then some... if anyone ever finds them, i wonder what might be read... or said... will i be dead?... i wonder if i will ever know...

enter happiness... at least someone is listening to the silence with me...

aye? :)