it never astonishes me how this ... friggin' pinball!!!! I tell you- if there is ANYTHING that will make the right side of the brain interrupt the left side of the brain; it is PINBALL!
perhaps that is why my husband loves it so much... honestly- I completely understand.
What I was beginning with though is.... shucks; it's my turn! Hold that thought!
Hey- I just have to speak about this!!! I've never said this to anyone....
but,
every-time I open OR close the garage door~~~
I envision myself doing the "Indiana JOnes" roll- teehee roll, role... underneath it. I even grab my hat when I finish the feat!
teehee- my turn!1

Reminder to self- don't sit on the couch... it's got Pinball glass on it 2

...................to be continued...................3

A Square Peg in a Round Hole

My dynamics; simple
although sometimes-
a little outside the box
Standing here dormant,
sterile, and putrid....7

I've seen many a moon8

Through windows10

looking to the outside.11

Invisible...12

Here in this temporal,13

atmosphere-14

Like a time capsule15

Buried in a school yard,17

I await for the one to18

extract my truth;19

rape and desecrate me20

only to leave me shiver21

and swallow my pride22

Once, I was an 26

unquenchable thirst,27

The thought of me would28

ignite and create frenzy.29

I was dominate and esoteric-30

they called me Creech.....31

I was a woman's game33

and am still to this day34

no one could beat me35

no one ever will.36

Now ...37

My ego tries to devestate me-

Making me feel as though39

I am a delinquent and in-bred.40

I whisper your name41

as a stampede of people42

bombard my43

cosmic burial ground-44

My emotions catapult46

from a springboard,47

as I bleed satin tears.48

The anticipation --------49

which drives me mad,50

excretes through my silver veins51

I erupt a volcanic dopamine53

in a spasmodic, and54

pristine dose-55

yet I stand here56

empty, but full of fortune.57

Like a dandelion puff in the wind...58

I try to release60

my abominable anger61

and hatred-62

but I can't....63

all the rest- they are just-64

just....phoney and blank!65

It is only a question in time-67

when that certain someone68

will pacify my dire69

and morbid needs...70

I question my existence,71

even-though...72

I can shoot you out of this galaxy74

through geometric75

and concentric antics.76

In quiet and silence,77

the same as dill and cucumbers 78

pickled in a jar-79

I await for some dork,81

face infested with pimples; 82

kid to molest 83

me with his 84

butterscotch, 85

sticky fingers.... 86

I go into a flippin' stupor--------

I am a memory-89

Once I was in the whirl wind90

of being upstage91

and the center92

of attention93

"...And on with the show"