Doors Around this House
The temper the rage from anytime
Mostly at night the doors take
A beating slammed, slammed and slamered
They are bashed in with naked words
Four lettered carved in the cracked rails
The stiles stiff in brace knobs opening themselves to flee
The jambs have become weaken crippled legs
The stops have been shot across the room
Now waiting on a closet shelf in the
Utility room to be nailed back
On the door of passionate anger
The front door, porch door, hall door,
Bedroom, bathroom door where I
Pissed and left toilet seat up
The door casing is the muscle
Holding the jamb to the wall
The walls want to sleep but
Anger persists as a thrown chair dents
It’s silence with its back rest tired
The dogs come into play
Scratching the paint to bare wood
Watch dogs oracles of authority for calm
The finish nails have vanished to make
Further repairs skid into God damn, God damn,
Door slam
God damn you
The door opens in the morning
Apologizing I Love You
As Heard from a Psych Grad
By Sandy de Groot and Tom Hatch
Speaking as a Psych grad,
bear in mind there are other
opportunities apart from counseling,
which requires a certain personality type.
I found out from an internship
that counseling is very draining
and tends to be poorly paid.
However there must be research bucks
out there for scientific inquiry
in to what makes us tick,
the roots of addiction,
how we learn, the effects of
tv/internet on cognitive development,
perception, creativity.
Lots of breadth to the field.
But I have paid dearly
Living and lying on that
Couch with nothing to show
But a lost bank account
And soul
Hobbies II
More hobbies like
Wigging out when putting
your shoe on there’s something
In it the hobby it is the shoe lace
The hobby of sliding it out tickles you
The doctor tells you drop your drawers
Roll on your left side the hobby
Of foreplay a snapped rubber glove
And k-y jelly “this will be uncomfortable”
As the hobby of his finger rubs your gland
A bigger hobby is wishing he was his tall blond assistant
Listening outside the door
As long as I’m here maybe she could
Give a more thorough exam after a cocktail or two
The hobby of realizing cocktail
Begins with cock and ends with tail
The hobby of remembering in
College after brushing your teeth
You killed a cockroach between
The paste and the bristles
All over the inside of your mouth
The hobby of recycling condoms
By washing them out
Yes once again at the library
Finding the pretty girl
Always near the stack of Victor Hugo reading
“A shadow soothes me like
A lovers hand”
Then the hobby of thinking
She is reading this to you
And the cover illustration is a
Drawing by Augusta Rodin your fav
After staring at her beautiful face
The hobby of her caught held
Glance longer than passing
The hobby you are twice her age
Another big hobby is the awareness
You are still alive the follow through hobby of
Keeping it that way
Another stop thinking about death
Very inspiring to hear your words, and the power and truth behind them….I am stil seeking the truth myself… even though I see it before me clearly as night and day…you have to listen to it to find it…then you have to heed what its saying to you as well…cheers
Hi Phil thanks for your comments