November November,
No more leaf splendor.
Commence blowing with my Black and Decker lawn cleanser.

Talk to me about something that has content and meaning.
Don’t talk to me about the weather.

Tell me about who you are and what you like.
Don’t tell me about the temperature.

Tell me about your passions and convictions.
Don’t tell me about today’s highs and lows.

Talk to me about your view of the world.
Or don’t talk to me at all.

Open your heart to me
And share your hopes and dreams
Look and tell me what you see;
If this world is what it seems?
Share with me your heart and soul,
Your needs and your desire;
Perhaps we share a common goal
Or kindle the same fire.

And when I think about our love
I’m reminded of heaven above
perfect in every way.

I’ll never get tired
or uninspired
In fact, I love you more and more each day.

I’ve always appreciated you greatly,
But we’ve been very busy lately,
And there hasn’t been much time
to buy you a professional rhyme
on a card made by shoebox or hallmark.

So this homemade one will have to do,
Attempting to convey my love for you.
It’s doesn’t do justice (barely a start),
to the feelings I have for you in my heart.
But at least this card needs no postmark.

Something happy you say?
Well, it’s a beautiful day
In the month of May
Sitting by the bay
Watching the sun go down
Listening to the sound
Of water lapping
And birds flapping
Their wings in the sky
And then they die.

Run rat run
Run until the day is done.
Then hide and wait for the sun to come.

Graven fool, you saw me do it.
My mistake, I guess I blew it.
Watched as I plunged my knife into his heart.

Saw you run off into the night
A chase to meet my hearts delight.
A game for me, your fruitless flight.

I found you there a heaving breast,
And drove my knife into your chest.
That is twice tonight, twice the thrill.
Twice as nice a juicy kill.

Do you remember
When we walked together
When the rain fell

We would meet in the fields
And walk to the lake
to the docks
and to our little places

We would walk until
Our clothes became heavy
With water

Our shoes soaked
We walked on
And on
And on
Forever it seemed

But our walks are done
The sun has come
The rain falls no more
And I walk alone.