Happy Birthday

I am moping tonight
it is her birthday
I should say
I don’t care
but I do
Happy Birthday
my former lover
may all your
dreams come true
I can not be
a part of you
any longer
I wish all the best
for you



hello to my lover who is so far away
there is something that is making us so blue today
it is not anything to do with our love `cause that’s true
from my heart to my soul it all belongs to you
but there is a change in the air, and we both know it’s true
it is not us, so it must be the air that is making us blue
the atmosphere is changing, there’s a storm on the way
the barometric pressure is dropping, or rising, or staying the same
but the storm is a big one and she has a hold on me
telling me to remind you that this happens to us just the same
so hold on my dear, hold on tight, the air will play it’s game
with us tonight, be strong, be free, be my lover for me
as I will do the same for you, just hold me, tell me, be with me tonight
and somehow, someway, that alone will make everything ok

Now It’s Her Turn

I see no fool in my book of reason
some old ho that’s tired of teasin
all her life’s been spent just pleasin
now it’s her turn to be the one

always, always she was there
gettin fucked and pullin hair
always wonderin what to wear
now it’s her turn to be the one

in and out of the ties that bind
the scars were always so aligned
never able to unwind
now it’s her turn to be the one

wondering what was to be thrown
from the kitchen or of his own
pain never mattered could hold her own
now it’s her turn to be the one

other loves she held so dear
so took flight like the damn killdeer
left her with more pain than fear
now it’s her turn to be the one

tears could flow more times than not
wanting waiting not knowing her spot
any chance just led to whatnot
now it’s her turn to be the one

There is more here than I even know
I’m in no rush finding out slow
I am not any superhero
now it’s her turn to be the one

I will take her to the highest heights
show her love through my sweet sights
let her glow like the great moonlights
now it’s her turn to be the one


Awoke to a phone call this morning, I’ll call it a friendly wake up call, and it was perfect timing, without it I certainly would have been late. But, as I was talking to to her I realized that I had been woken from a dream, a dream that was taking place at a `Cupcake Festival’. Yup, you heard me correctly, a cupcake festival. I have never heard of one before but there we were, strolling up and down the isles, each table had different cupcakes made and designed by the person at the table, and each one different than the next. There were cupcakes with powdered sugar, different frosting’s, different icings, some had characters on them, like there was a table that had Gumby and Pokey designs in the icings. There were others that had Snow White figures stuck into the cupcake, some were shaped like apples, others oranges, and each cupcake was a different color! There was even one shaped like a kiwi fruit!
As we were walking through I realized that my lady was very interested in how they were made, what kind of flour’s were being used to create the different textures of the cupcakes. She would get into lengthy conversations about them, their style, were they using a muffin tin, or paper or aluminum cup holders. I was listening to someone tell her that they actually hung their cupcakes upside down while baking so that all of the `goodness’ did not sink to the bottom. as she was interested in the how, I was very interested in the different icings, actually running my finger through the different ones to see how they tasted and giving the creator my approval, or in some cases not. I would try different icings at the same time to create different flavors on my finger and give the cupcake chiefs different ideas for them to use…
Then, the phone rang and I awoke to my baby’s voice saying `good morning…’