For The Thrill Of It All

Hugs and kisses, velvet wishes

Come to an end and what’s left

Change husbands, like changing an old pair of shoes for new

Like buying a new pair of shoes

Sudden change to my heart’s colder weather

Gets cold outside, feel blue, another breakthrough

Work to get through the next day

Everyone says they’re coming through

Can’t believe what anyone says

It’s a new day and I’m

one flew over the cuckoo’s nest

Hard pressed to think I messed up again

Trying my best to stay compressed, so distressed

My heart thumps in my chest

Please God let me be Mae West

Life’s work a contest, possessed by desire to conquest

Impressed by old things finessed, dressed to kill

Live in an all frills world

Cotton candy clouds

Are worth more than riches         

And more delicious too

Death gnaws at my life

Fret at changes in this body I no longer know like I used to

No longer own

This body betrays me and does whatever it wants to do

It’s not me just a shell, like a tortoise I will shed

My body like a garden hose, thrown around and carelessly mistreated till it grows holes

Neglected, abused, torn inside out, rife with strife

Can’t get away from myself

This body ages without grace

Thoughts seclude me

Nostalgia eludes me

Randomly search inside to know this body that is mine

Life’s burrs consume me

Soul is youthful, yearns to learn, to see the unseen

Physical pains don’t belong to me, only this body I am forced to carry

It can’t all be bad - We all get old

Some of life glows with rhythm like sudden golden shimmers of a glad song

Words are the answer to my body.

Return to my roots, go slow with the flow, my words – this body begins to control what I do

I swear this body is not me and struggle to see what I
truly am made of – sugar and spice, so nice

Destiny tugs at my heart’s strings
I sing my way through the valley of my soul