So Gone, daddy's lil girl:
Yeah, I think her reaction was over the top. I've communicated that to her on past occurances and the answer I get is a defensive rationalisation: "You (meaning me) did this to me by _________ action." She refuses to see her dark side, or if she does she refuses to acknowlede it to me.
Dating Master, Jerusalem:
I've considered that. I've broached the topic, once. The reaction was a sight to behold. Instead of rationally considering the possibility, she lashed out and said my parents were never married.
Shining star:
Playing me? Maybe. Women are so much better with psyops than men. However, when she is one of her spells, I do not think she is rational.
Synchronicity II
Another suburban family morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street
But all he ever thinks to do is watch
And every single meeting with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish lake
Another working day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now looming in the headlights
the pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away there's a shadow on the door
Of a cottage on the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake
Many miles away...
2 comments:
It's always many miles away!!!
Have a great day!!!
Oh...right. Thank you!
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