i asked

i asked                                        June 27, 2016
some dreams i know what to do
to keep them from coming true

for twenty-three months and four days
i dream from time to time
of being stoned on hashish
and trapped by my pride and shame
always a reminder
to keep me clean and sober
for i remember
living-death and hell-alive await me

but this dream
this dream needs you
to keep from coming true
for i don’t know how to say
that i asked you not to take your name away
but you did it anyway
and condemned us both
before a court of God

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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