Poetry And Other Musings...

Midnight On The Midway

A dusty field in any town

The carnival is closing down

I'm sneaking a smoke with my buddy Earl

Between the bumper cars and the tilt-a-whirl

And we're watching locals limp out the gate

They're walking out broke and going home late

And I caught the eye of some pretty town girl

She tossed her hair, colored lights on blonde curls

And Earl says "town after town they all look the same"

Now it's midnight on the midway and I just wish I knew her name

A rainy night, the bunkhouse leaks

The season ends in just three weeks

I'm stashing my pay and rationing smokes

Working all day cheating good honest folks

But I'm getting off this merry-go-round

This long caravan of the lost and found

And I might miss Earl and his long toothless grin

But I'm through playing games nobody can win

And Earl said "every dime lost is ten cents we gain"

Now it's midnight on the midway and I'm still sweeping up the rain

A muddy field in any town

The carnival is closing down

Cradle And Grave

In our age of innocence, we tumble through our youth

All our childhood a memory of something we survived

In the search for evidence, we stumble on the truth

Fucked up and jaded in the real world we've arrived

And we try to find time in between all the work

For the love and the peace and the quiet we crave

But God winks on the sly and the devil must smirk

At our brief walk between the cradle and the grave

Born in search of happiness, we squander all our days

Burn like firewood the dreams we dreamed to make the fire start

Turn it all to ashes and we wander through the haze

Sucked up and swallowed by the void in our own heart

And we finally find the time at the end to begin

To know love, to make peace, to be humble and brave

But God's in on the joke and the devil must grin

At our long run between the cradle and the grave

A Dream Of Wings

What if all the stars

Are my ancestors' watchful eyes

Imagine if the moonlight

Is my mother in disguise

Life is just a question

But I know the answer lies

Beyond the great divide

And so I watch the open skies

For vapor trails or angels

Hiding in the soft sunshine

Or a dark storm on a night

so void and starless

I keep my eyes wide open

In case God should send a sign

That I'm not all alone

here in the darkness

That I'm more than mortal stardust

In the cosmic scheme of things

For I caught a glimpse of heaven

Once I had a dream of wings

Afterglow

Well, I blew up like a firecracker

In the summer, 1979

Out on the block on the fourth of July

With my brothers and some friends of mine

And I heard Brenda call out my name

Saw her standing on her front porch

Then she was running down the sidewalk

With a sparkler like a flaming torch

We danced barefoot to the radio

At the county fireworks show

And later when I walked her home

I kissed her in the afterglow

Well, we went together through September

It was summer love after all

She broke my heart on the first day of school

We were friends again by early fall

And I still hear her call out my name

See her skipping off her front porch

When I look back through all that summer haze

There's still part of me that carries the torch

We danced barefoot to the radio

At the county fireworks show

And later when I walked her home

She kissed me in the afterglow

Heart-Shaped Music Box

Momma kept her memories in a heart-shaped music box

Hidden in a dresser drawer, closed up like a tomb

In soft folds of old grey winter sweaters

I found it there the day we cleaned out her room

And both my brothers said we shouldn't peek inside

But I took it to myself and picked the locks

And all that afternoon, I smiled and I cried

For a broken ballerina in a heart-shaped music box

She was just a tiny dancer, nevermore to pirouette

I saw her twirling once when I was just a kid

There used to be a song, a melody I can't forget

But that day there was silence when I opened up the lid

The shine of something copper, the glint of something gold

The high school ring she wore when she was just eighteen

A picture of my sister, gone too young at two years old

A silver dollar wrapped in dime-store velveteen

Twenty-seven earrings, not a single matching pair

A ticket to a canceled Elvis Presley show

A pale blue ribbon tied around a lock of golden hair

And a toy soldier I thought I lost long ago

Memories and mysteries I found in equal measure

All through the apartment, just the sound of ticking clocks

In the cemetery now like buried treasure

My mother's singing bones and a heart-shaped music box

Ghost In A Ghost Town

Sometimes at night, I hear that lonesome whistle

But there hasn't been a train through here in years

I take a ride out to the old abandoned trestle

And I walk that dead man's track until it disappears

Into a young oak grove where only phantom rails remain

I'm a ghost in a ghost town and I'm waiting on a train

Sometimes at night, I hear a rolling thunder

But it never brings a storm to end this drought

Heat lightning flashes in the distance and I wonder

Would I trade blue skies above for the love I live without

Will there ever be a flood to wash away this pain

I'm a ghost in a ghost town and I'm waiting on the rain

I'm a ghost in a ghost town, dragging round my rusted chain

Graveyard Dancer

In the late October chill

She skips over rows of stones

All the ghosts up on the hill

Sing their song of hearts and bones

And they fear her no more

She's only there for the parade

A pretty graveyard dancer

Come to hear their serenade

And once she had a love

And once they would have married

She dressed him up in black

Not to be wed, but to be buried

Autumn wind sighs in the trees

Like a cello's mournful sound

Voices rising like a breeze

From the stillness of the ground

And she hears in the night

A love song lost by light of day

A lonely graveyard dancer

Twirling, twirling, dark ballet

If I Ever Get To Heaven

You say you were called to witness, so who are you to stand and judge

The way you talk about forgivenes while in your heart you bear a grudge

Against the lost sisters and brothers knocking on your church house doors

As if the sins of all the others, Sir, are any worse than yours

You say they'll never get to heaven, as if God is short on grace

But if they ever get to heaven, I wonder will they see your face

You call upon the Holy Spirit, raise your hands, praise God above

But if you're made in His true image, why have you so little love

For all the lost brothers and sisters gathered at your church house doors

Well, let me tell you something, mister...Jesus ain't no friend of yours

You say I'll never get to heaven, you say I haven't got a prayer

But if I ever get to heaven, I don't expect I'll see you there

Too Young To Know

First time I saw her, she was sitting at the wheel

A blonde-haired freckled beauty in a yellow Oldsmobile

She was leaning out the window, she was laying on the horn

I was pissing in a field of young Nebraska corn

Come on and get a ride, boy, if you want one

I didn't ask her where to or how far

I was hitching east and she was driving west

But I crossed two country lanes and climbed into that big old car

We rode together, singing with the radio

She said, boy, you're singing songs you're too young to know

Somewhere in Utah as the sun was going down

She pulled off the highway in some small four-corners town

All the streets were dark and quiet and the moon was in full bloom

We ate pizza from the box in a roadside motel room

Come on and get a kiss, kid, if you want one

I asked her if she heard what she just said

I was just nineteen and she was thirty-nine

But I strippd out of my jeans and slipped into that big queen bed

We moved together with the lamplight burning low

She said, boy, you're doing things you're too young to know

Last time I saw her, she looked like a lonely ghost

Dancing barefoot in white linen on the California coast

She was golden in the sunshine, twirling in the crashing waves

I realized in that moment, life's a dance upon our graves

Go on and go your way, kid, if you want to

I didn't wait for her to say it twice

I walked the beach road until I caught a ride

And I left her out there dancing on the edge of paradise

I might have loved her all those long, long years ago

But in her eyes I saw all I was too young to know

My Low Life And Times

I killed a man, that's what I did

And really he was no more than a kid

But he threatened me with a cold blue knife

Said he'd have my money or he'd have my life

Down a dark dirt road, all for twenty bucks

In a graveyard for old rusted pickup trucks

He had black eyes and a face cold as stone

All I had was fear and a blade of my own

And I left him there with a long bloody gash

That boy lost his life and I kept my cash

And if I've not paid for my crimes

In all of my low life and times

When I leave this world my sentence begins

One day we've all got to pay for our sins

I shot a man, that's what I've done

But he was the one who pulled out the gun

And he said I'd do just as I was told

Or I'd die that night at just nineteen years old

Down an old bone road, all for a cheap thrill

With a hard-on so hard he was willing to kill

He had snake eyes and a grin of dark lust

But I grabbed his gun in a moment of trust

And I left him bleeding but nowhere near dead

Zipped up my jeans on the run as I fled

And if I've not paid for my crimes

In all of my low life and times

When I leave this world my sentence begins

One day we've all got to pay for our sins

OVER THE YEARS AND FAR AWAY

If our lives have all been pre-ordained

Where does that leave a lucky guess

If possession is nine tenths of law

Then I don't want to know the rest

We take our strength from the ones we love

When all is said and done

We face the grind of the everyday

For our one moment in the sun

When yesterday is all that's left

Don't let the picture fade

Remember me how you feel best

Over the years and far away

Travelling south on a long highway

Towards the promised greener grass

With a suitcase full of uncertainty

And a shadow from the past

There's a free wind blowing through my hair

There's the stretch of the open road

But like all good things, the story will end

When the writer is out of prose

When yesterday is all that's left

Don't let the picture fade

Remember me how you feel best

Over the years and far away

Don't judge my deeds in too harsh a light

Stones never hurt as much as words

There are things I've done I now regret

But they were done on my own terms

There's an order in the chaos that we call life

Just look into this mirror of truth

And when you accept that there are things we can never change

My reflection will stare back at you

When yesterday is all that's left

Don't let the picture fade

Remember me how you feel best

Over the years and far away.

A corny one about a story my mom used to tell me.

Raised On Rock And Roll

Momma taught me how to dance

Before I learned to walk

I knew the words to Love Me Tender

Before I could even talk

And I remember how she cried

On that August afternoon

When Elvis Presley died

The King is gone, gone, gone too soon

And we stayed up all night dancing

We did The Madison and The Stroll

She came of age in the nineteen-fifties

She was raised on rock and roll

She was raised on rock and roll

And she always used to say

"When I was seventeen..."

She knew a boy who drove a hot rod

He had hair just like James Dean

And if he only hadn't died

Then she would have worn his ring

She always thought of him

When she heard Frankie Valli sing

Late one night I heard her praying

Father, please receive his rebel soul

He lived his life like a teenage movie

He was raised on rock and roll

He was raised on rock and roll

Momma taught me how to dance

Before I learned to walk

And I could sing Be-Bop-A-Lula

Before I could even talk

I've got a hot rod heart and a jukebox soul

I was raised on rock and roll

I was raised on rock and roll

The Stake

Hers was white magic and a strong love potion

As sweet as wine, nothing bitter did she pour

She filled my cup and I grew drunk on true devotion

She forever mine and I am hers forevermore

And on the streets of town men talked of her in fearful whispers

But they never spoke her name, only quiet words of blame

All the ladies of the church cursed her as a weirdling sister

And they chanted shame, shame, shame as they put her to the flame

Drunk in some back alley, I hung my head and cried

My soul without its mate, my spellbound heart did break

I hid like a coward on the night she died

But I swore revenge on all who set her burning at the stake

She was a woman of divine perception

If a witch she was, nothing evil did she host

Among that kind, she was a beautiful exception

I saw her last night and I danced with her lovely ghost

And on the streets of town the children sing a rhyme about her

But they never say her name when they play their silly game

The townfolk stare at me and say ol' Joe can't live without her

And they say she called my name when they put her to the flame

Early in the morning, before the sun arose

I stole the streetlamp oil before the town did wake

I slunk like a coward in my sleeping clothes

And I took vengeance on all who set her burning at the stake

Doo-Wop Kids

Well, I was born too late to be a doo-wop kid

But I combed my hair back just like the greasers did

I wore a motorcycle jacket and pressed blue jeans

I was too young to drive but I read hot rod magazines

On the corner smoking cigarettes and drinking soda pop

Me and my best friends singing Elvis songs and doo-wop

A woman hollered out a window, you kids better stop

All that caterwauling or I'll call for a cop

And when the cop came round, down the alley we hid

We were born too late to be doo-wop kids

But I was brought up right on old-time rock and roll

My momma loved country music and blue-eyed soul

She used to play those old records on the stereo

And I stayed up late at night listening to the radio

In the evening in the summertime outside the pizza shop

Me and my best friends singing boogie woogie be-bop

An old man shook his fist and shouted, you kids better stop

Standing in my doorway or I'll call for a cop

And when the cop came round, down the sidewalk we slid

We were born too late to be doo-wop kids

Long Time Running

Thunder rolling on the open plain

Black smoke rising from a long freight train

A lonely rider under wind and rain

I'm a long time running, such a long time running

I'm a long time running from the ghost who'd

have me wear her chain

An old love song on the radio

Black geese flying when the cold winds blow

Summer surrendered to the ice and snow

I'm a long time running, still a long time running

I'm a long time running and I've still got

a long way to go

A lone biker in the pouring rain

Black crows laughing while they steal the grain

A hitchhiker in the breakdown lane

I'm a long time running, such a long time running

I'm a long time running but I'm still

chasing love in vain

Scarlet Rain

In this cesspit of madness where I was reborn

Explosions greet those who wake to face the dawn

Reduced to rubble, an orphan cries in pain

For God to release her from the scarlet rain

We're prisoners of anger, just prisoners of hate

Roll out our numbers and choose for us our fate

Tombstone heroes stretch out in a silent plain

From the daily ritual of the scarlet rain

In a nightmare of chaos, when some civilian dies

We're asked to burn feelings and maybe close our eyes

We're told they're heartless, we're told they have no name

Because their sons dance with us in the scarlet rain

You and I may meet yet

In the scarlet rain.

She Overheard

She overheard me talking to the sky

On a night when all the stars were glistening

Later in bed, she asked me why

If I thought there was no one out there listening

She said it seemed like something odd

To catch me praying in the evening dim

She said you don't believe in God

And I told her I wasn't talking to Him...

She overheard me crying late one night

In a peaceful dream of the old neighborhood

She said when she turned on the light

She saw upon my face my vanished childhood

She said I looked so young and calm

And I said it was all a blur

She said I know you miss your mom

And I said oh I wasn't dreaming of her...

She overheard me singing to myself

In the darkness with a vintage radio

I rescued from a thrift shop shelf

It only played the songs from a long time ago

She said I sang them all so well

But all those old songs made her sad and blue

Sometimes the truth is hard to tell

So I just said but I'm not singing to you

Days Gone By

Late summer breeze blowing hot August kisses

Kids on the block blowing dandelion wishes

A drink of water from a neighbor's garden hose

Creek-bottom mud squishing in-between our toes

And in the evening, fireflies like living embers

We swore we'd never forget, now no one remembers

How it felt to be young, just to run barefoot beneath blue sky

That was the time of our lives, now it's all days gone by

Wind through the trees whispers a chilly warning

Frost on the grass and car windows in the morning

Bright yellow slickers splash through puddles in the rain

Back-to-school blues only children can explain

We loved each other just like brothers that September

We swore we'd never forget and I still remember

How it was to be young, oh so young you think you'll never die

That was the time of our lives, now it's all days gone by

A winter storm and the first snow is falling

In the silence I hear my last summer calling

I build a fire, but I can't keep out the cold

When I was young I never dreamed I'd get this old

Looks like it's gonna be another long December

I swore I'd never forget and I still remember

How it felt to be young, to know love, to be born just to die

This was the time of my life and it's all days gone by

A Haunted Heart

My heart's a haunted house

My eyes are broken windows

My mind a darkened hall

Down which the autumn wind blows

Through empty rooms like tombs

From which no memory escapes

Where evening shadows gather

Cast in vaguely human shapes

And sing a deathly chorus

A long song of wailing moans

For all the love I buried here

In my graveyard of lost bones

Where you're my welcome guest

And I'm your charming host

My heart's a haunted house

And I'm its only ghost

Second Glance

I'm pushing 60 and it's pushing back

I'm still running hard, but I'm running out of time

Grey is the color of invisibility

But you should have seen me back when I was in my prime

Back when I was long and lean, oh how I could dance

I've lost a step or two, but I'm still worth a second glance

I'm just as handsome as I never was

Even if I'm scarred by time's lines upon my face

Age is the hunter of a man's mortality

But you might have loved me in another time and place

Back when I believed in love and true romance

I've lost a little faith, but I'm still worth a second glance

And if it's true that time is just a line

I'd walk it with you straight on to its very end

Death is the promise of an everlasting dream

One we all dream alone, but right now I could use a friend

Even if I'm old, don't I deserve a second chance

If I admit it's true that I look best at second glance

Someone Knows My Name

Hey all you children, why haven't you been told

That polishing silver won't turn it to gold

You're all facing east with your heads in the sand

Upturned by the duststorm that's sweeping the land

The newspapers say that's it me who's to blame

Somebody, somewhere, somehow knows my name

But don't cast my memory too soon onto stone

You know I move fastest while travelling alone

You talk of commitment with no shoes on your feet

And a one guest reception at the end of the street

You can swim with your demons in a whisky and dry

But when you start drowning, don't ask me to cry

I've loved you for money and chased you in lust

Now my heart's full of feelings that I just can't trust

We sit out of danger and watch from the wall

We die once an hour and say nothing at all

So all you children, learn well from your time

That stealing ideas is no major crime

I've murdered my way into ungrounded fame

And someone, somewhere, somehow knows my name.

Ghost On The Back Of My Bike

She's a ghost on the back of my bike

On a desert highway when the ocotillo bloom

She's a dream in the darkness at night

Shifting shape on the sheets in a cheap motel room

She's a voice on the wind like a whisper

She's a name on my tongue like a blister

Left there the last time I kissed her

She's a cross on the side

Of the road where she died

A ghost on the back of my bike wherever I ride

Nobody's Valentine

All you hopeless romantics

With your bleeding hearts

Don't send around that cherub

With his fabled darts

No lover's arrow finds its mark

On a heart broken as mine

I'm nobody's fool

And I'm nobody's Valentine

I threw down all my roses

Some long years ago

And I drowned all my sorrows

In the tears that flow

Like salted memories that once

Once I knew a love so fine

I threw it all away

Now I'm nobody's Valentine

I Fucked Up

I fucked up a good goodbye

For the sake of being honest

I swore I'd never make her cry

But in the end I broke my promise

I wish she hadn't asked me why

But she did and so I told her

I looked her straight in the eye

When all I had to do was hold her

One last time before I went

And tell her one last white lie

I swear it wasn't my intent

But I fucked up a good goodbye

Child's World

Welcome to my kingdom

See my castles of sand

Won't you stay with me awhile

Draw some friendship from my hand

I wanna give you a piece

Of every dream I own

But their ain't that much

For our feet to touch

Can I give enough

Living in a child's world

Well, they forecast some rain

For forty days and nights

But you rocked me to sleep

And said it would be alright

There ain't nobody getting stronger

In this emotion flood

And come the break of day

As the shadows slip away

It's no curse to be afraid

Living in a child's world

That promise I felt, swimming in your mind

Left me confused with no place to hide

This fairground's a mess, it's rides closing down

I'm a lost boy asleep on some dusty ground

I've always looked both ways

While crossing your street of gold

But lately the drivers who pass

Are getting closer to my soul

Let me drink your forgiveness

I know all it's worth

And if I call for help

As I struggle within myself

There can be no one else

Living in a child's world.

Hellbent For Leather

Cold winter sunshine

Shimmers on the road ahead

I'm throwing sparks leaning into the curves

On a road built for the quick and the dead

My shadow chasing me along the mountainside

Hellbent for leather

Hellbent for leather I ride

Down through a canyon

Burning up a lonesome two-lane

I'm soaked clean through in the heart of a storm

Momma told me not to ride in the rain

Chain lightning flashes all across the countryside

Hellbent for leather

Hellbent for leather I ride

And them I'm flying

Over ghostly trucks and cars

I'm throwing sparks leaning into the curves

On a road beyond the moon and the stars

My demons chasing me across the sky's divide

Hellbent for leather

Hellbent for leather I ride

Sucker For A Sunset

I'm still a fair shake in a fist fight

But we could talk it out and walk away

I'm a good companion for a long night

But I get sleepy come the break of day

I might not be who you're looking for

And if I am, you haven't found me yet

But you might find me come the evening

on a desert hillside

I'm still a sucker for a sunset

I've been a seeker on a long road

But I might stay and settle down someday

I've lived my life faithful to my own code

But who's to say that mine's the only way

I might not be who you've got in mind

But if you think of me, just don't forget

That you can find me come the evening

watching the horizon

I'm still a sucker for a sunset

Tough Guys Don't Dance

Tough guys don't dance, real men don't cry

But you put the beat in my step and a tear in my eye

And I might fall in love, but I'll go down swinging

You'll know I'm in it when you wake up late at night

and find me on the front porch singing

Some old cowboy song

About the things a man shouldn't do if he wants to be strong

All that macho shit, it goes down hard

But you're still afraid to admit that you've been badly scarred

And you might fall again, but you'll go down fighting

You'll know love's found you when you wake up next to her

and feel like you've been struck by lightning

When you've done enough

Of all the things a man shouldn't do if he wants to be tough

Exiles In Suburbia

Awake

Awake but not alive

I'm a clock counting down the days

Safe at home

A witness to the crime

Shadows fall across my face

Pictures form out of the darkness

Why should I look, my mind can't see

When the gun sounds from the beyond

With my wine, drinking's where I'll be

I feel, but only what I am told

I move, under remote control

Apathy is my brother

Company for when I'm alone

So take your conscience out of my life

Come back here when I'm not home

Alive

Alive but not awake

Hurting with no chance to bleed

Stale at home

With aging hands that shake

Imprisoned by the mouths I feed

I can't tell out from the inside

Madness acts to just keep me sane

Some overthrow of society's rule

May never still save me from the blame

I dream, but my fears I can't rout

I need, but the words don't come out

And I stand before my lover

Waiting for judgement to rise

If we could walk in each other's shoes

Then maybe I could close my eyes

But our well of choice is bankrupt

I only live for today

The things we own don't mean that much

If integrity must fade away

So fade away

Ghost Of A Kiss

Most nights I dream of her

Most nights it ends the same

I wake up, my face wet with tears

Calling out her name

The scent of her skin on my fingertips

The taste of her mouth still wet on my lips

But she's vanished back into the mist

And I don't know if I've been kissed by a ghost

Or fooled by the ghost of a kiss

The sound of her voice so soft in the night

Her touch fading fast in the early light

Then she's gone on a wink and a wish

And I can't tell if I've been kissed by a ghost

Or fooled by the ghost of a kiss

Fearless Acts Of Love

I balanced high upon the thinnest wire

She watched breathless from the crowd below

I swallowed deadly swords of burning fire

Didn't I put on the world's greatest show

An acrobat, a magic act, and then the perfect clown

When I came tumbling down

Without a net from high above

Where I performed such fearless acts of love

She ran away with some young lion tamer

Somewhere on the California coast

He was so handsome that I didn't blame her

But I walked the midway at night like a ghost

An acrobat, a magic act, and then the perfect clown

I roamed from town to town

Swung from the trapeze above

Where I performed such fearless acts of love

Daylight's Burning

Daylight's burning

But the angels can wait

Daylight's burning

Tell 'em I'll be home late

Daylight's burning

But the sun's still shining and I

Know a long road

Stretched out thin beneath the lonely sky

It's as good a day as any

As good a day as any to die

Daylight's burning

Turns out time's only light

Daylight's burning

Come on bring on the night

Daylight's burning

And the low sun's setting and I

Had a good ride

Down a hard road under the blue sky

It's as good a day as any

As good a day as any to die

The Good Guys

Black leather bikers burning up the fast lane

A band of brothers in the wind

Under the blazing sun, on through the freezing rain

Our freedom is our only sin

And you don't like us, you don't trust us

You don't want us, you don't love us

But you don't know us so you can't judge us

By the colors that we fly, just because we're ride or die

And we don't care what you say

Come the end of the day

We know we're the good guys anyway

We're rolling thunder in the eye of the storm

We're restless when we're standing still

We just keep riding on, until we're home and warm

We're driven by an iron will

But you don't like us, you don't trust us

You don't want us, you don't love us

But you don't know us so you can't judge us

By the colors that we fly, just because we're ride or die

For us there's no other way

And come the end of each day

We know we're the good guys anyway

Late Last Night

(Written back in around 1991 at 21 years of age... thought I was writing about some fictional break up, until I realised it was about my Dad who passed in 1990).

Late last night the silence shivered

With a thought left incomplete

Late last night the ocean covered

All the children at my feet

Late last night, my voice was blinded

By the fears we all must keep

And last night, I faced my conscience

Wide awake, yet still asleep

Too many times I've heard a calling

From the ghost of past mistakes

And like a crutch to stop me falling

I hold that ghost back from my face

So many words were left unspoken

Flowing tears weave their own tale

And the stars become a token

We all shine on, both strong and frail

In this world where love walks slowly

We look ahead to see the past

And the things we treasure wholly

Can be shattered as if of glass

But in the dark of any nightmare

There's a door that leads to light

Like the thought that you were with me

For a moment, late last night.

I got angry today...

Fuck oxytocin Three orgasms with a man And the bonding begins Said the narrator on National Geographic With a rather toneless voice Like it's not really a problem Not having the choice Which God's idea was this? Why do I need an emotional tie? If whenever he opens his mouth There's just another lie Why can't I fuck like a man? With a short attention span Why a handsome Dan And some good-lookin' Joe Why a cock of another sweet-talkin' Romeo?

My songwriting debut. A joke to prove a point.

So... My therapist said I rationalize too much and don't allow my emotions to take over. And that I don't fantasize enough. This was a shock to hear, but I guess there is a public me and a private me you guys know from what I write... She gave me homework. I need to write a fairy tale with me as the main character. By next Tuesday. Are you guys ready?