anyway

how can you forget

the sun

you can forget the world

you once created

I've prayed to you

I've prayed for you

I've worshipped you

I've cursed you

and prayed more

but you are not a god

and you can't forgive all this

you and i

see

and it's all gone

it's gone now

and whims and dreams

once thought were yours

and thoughts that were yours for sure

and all this pain

and all this gain

is going nowhere

and all this way

all of it today

I've found nothing

but you

but I am going home alone

anyway

Stuff and

the weather cleared my dear
across the wooly skies
in my head
instead of the acordian blues
i got a closer translation

words just travelled
stella speeds through the....where words travel from
and to?
well, they landed up on my door
the wooden fact of a doorframe is

stuff and
kind words my dears
and a visa with a return address on

to write you
you know that i would

if only i could
put recipiants in place
to feel the stomach whoop i felt
when that little buzzzz

came in on the internet just now

reality just dipped out and then collapsed. I
clear the clouds out and put a mountain top in its proper place.

sticks and bricks
little house i build with my own constellations
now its nonsense
but im made of the right stuff to enjoy it

Nonesense

I landed on the moon
But might have been
A little too soon
For the silk factory
In Timbuktu
Hadn't finished my superhero dress
And matching shoes
I came back
To sea monsters in my room
In perfect time
I'd wind up with you
Route 66 in Monterey
And London came to play
To be your girlfriend
To be your girlfriend
I'd travel to the moon
And I'd even conquer Portugal
Till I have hope in hell
I'd lie here in infernal traffic lights
In sick portability
For words that came out wrong
And wisdom beyond understanding
From Hong Kong and Timbuktu
I'd travel to the moon
and back again
If only to be your girlfriend
Maybe wind up in Argentina or Angola
Or maybe in Siberia with a cold
To be your girlfriend
To be your girlfriend

i laugh

because

if i don't

i think

i'd sneak some tears

and maybe even shout a "Hallelujah"

From Mt. St. Anne's

and scream expletives

in the rain

but i don't want that

so

i smile

and am happy

that i have red converse sneakers

a park to run in

and gasoline in my car

and a semi-useful brain.

the

end.

independence

Oh honey

Can you

Can you give me back my independence

I've always been a single girl now

And all you've given me is

Everything I've never wanted before

Oh honey

Can't you

Can you give a girl a break

And give me back my heart

Oh honey

Can you

Give it back to me

Without all these strings

I've got to you

Oh I never wanted

What you want to give me

But I can't help myself

You've ruined me

Oh honey

Can you

Can you give me back

My heart of stone

I can't stand this feeling

That makes me want you

Give me back my independence

And take back these picket fences

You've planted in my brain

Anne!!!!! Write Somthing!!!!

0420
cholecystitis,
otitis media,
drug induced psychosis
on call room
to sleep or lay awake and wish for my bed
instant coffee
charge nurse whinging about nursing director
"YOU need to go speak with her, its YOu that has the problem, not me!"
ahaha! sometimes i cant belive how blunt and forthright i am these days
rounds to check my patients are breathing
instant coffee
wishes for warm bed
lines run through,
vial shard cut on my finger
methotrexate toxicity, shes in such a bad state
paperwork. i WILL find a job with no paperwork.
toilet flush
thought about simon once this shift, and that was just then (after i thought about the toilet flush)
call bell
"wow you dont look good in the morning" 75yr guy tells me (suprised at how blunt some people are(:) I told him to be nice.
cant wait to hand over my lot
drive into the sunrise and mist on my way home and sleep for 8 hourse before
doing it all again.
i hate nightshift.