This is where you will find me exposed, angry, embarrassing,
plaintive, childish, inane, blemished, bemused and broken.
Why do I invite you in? To drink your wine.
To share your bed. To paint your walls.
To touch your skin. To crack your shell.
To steal your eyes. And return them open.
To invade your prayers. To increase your song.
To expose you to my madness and promise.
To pour oil and wine on your wounds.
To fail in all the above endeavors.
Now it’s your turn.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
My parents are Christmas Crazy
Take a look at their small apartment and see what I mean.
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