One Saturday evening, down the window I was seeing,
Up came her call, down the bed was I about to fall.
My heart started ringing like a bell;
Picked up the phone and amused of what to tell.
Down came her offer, and she didn’t have a chauffer,
She wants to go out with me,
Clogging my mind were thoughts of [...]
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Some one is trying to play, the mandolin of the mind;
When the deft fingers touch the strings of the heart,
A tone suppressed in tears, emanate from its haggard look.
And the staggering mind is retreating…Forsaken dusk!
Even the waxy moonlight appears to you as the burning summer.
And, spectacular vistas of spring, as sad rainy days.
The woeful heart, [...]
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I walked upon a razor’s edge,
My feet were bleeding crimson red,
The pain was great, I slipped and fell,
And landed in the pit of Hell.
And Satan greeted me with glee,
He said, “How are you, can’t you see,
That you are in my world to stay?
I own your soul and you will pay.”
And voices taunted, visions swelled,
In total [...]
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I’m sifting though the ashes of a time before today,
When all was gray and misty and I could not find my way,
A time when I was on my own and searching for a path,
To lead me to a better life, one free of pain and wrath.
The ashes are so plentiful they fill the earth and [...]
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Earlier chapters:
The Rodeo Girl…the dance floor
The Apartment Problem
Glass Question Token
The Little Girl
Live Theatre with Etta
Etta Has Flown the Coop
Face to Face
Choosing
In Retrospect…
Yes
Etta and the Card
The last three chapters:
Part I
Etta and the Lie
Etta had just moved in with Jeffery when the lying began. She had told people that she was childless, married for money and lived [...]
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All are the same; just they are same
They look identical, look like machines
All play same game; with the same name
Mix of connatural talks, and the same means
All are the same; they are so tame
They go through same street, achieve same goal
All to snatch the money; money is no shame…
Inconvertible thoughts and coveted souls
All [...]
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Some one is trying to play, the mandolin of the mind;
When the deft fingers touch the strings of the heart,
A tone suppressed in tears, emanate from its haggard look.
And the staggering mind is retreating…Forsaken dusk!
Even the waxy moonlight appears to you as the burning summer.
And, spectacular vistas of spring, as [...]
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