Spinnin' right round in star dust

"This is only temporary and too shall pass"
but living the moment is can be an extraordinarily large pain in the ass.
You knew better, he wanted sustainability
turns out your REAL fears are required for vulnerability

I got you to sleep, I secured your home

I stood here with you, stood up off my thrown
If it's a fact that love can survive
Then know you're truth first
you need to decide.

What are your wants. What are your needs? What is essential? Where are you going?

Aggression can do many things

but it's never built a single thing
Wisdom, and planning, and understanding
are what you need for sustainability.

In the morning, we'll cry. You'll ask again, "Why?"
and I'll repeat your alibi.
Remind you e did what we had to
ask you, again, what it means to be true.
consider conducting our night through
and digest every minute.
Don't let the sorrow take you over,
in love you get hurt.
Gentlemen, usually do.

You make me wanna get love drunk on lust
retrain my heart how to trust
ya keep me spinnin right round in star dust

For those who choose to exploit our sexuality, rather than celebrate our Divinity!

(Note: I wrote this after reading, on the Face, that one of the best entertainers I've ever seen got shade while buying nails at Walgreen's Pharmacy. I aint-a-havin' that! This one's for you, Sasha Belle!)

See a boy buying nails at the CVS

Wanna step to him like...
Like this whole day ain't been a test
I see your eyes are low
and your muggs are mean,
but don't treat that man
like he ain't a QUEEN!

He gets on the stage most ev'ry night
with 3-hours-a work
painted on his face, right!
Straps up them heels
laces up her bright gown.
Goes out to entertain his whole damn town!
With a message of love, and understanding, and truth:
hair so high she'll raise that roof!
She swallows the fear
and straps-on his pride
like without him the whole world wouldda died.

Now here's the T
I'm only startin' to spit mean:
Only reason that you laughin
'cuz your eyes be green.
Takes ten times the guts you got on your hand
to stand before a crowd and lead this land.
If you had the balls to do what she do,
if you had the talent to do what she do:
Then you'd be on stage, not slingin' discounts, Boo!

Gay Triage

Patient 1: Patient is a white male 23 years of age. Patient arrived at 0115 to BAR. Presents with mystifying green eyes, solid sense of humor, bright smile that could land planes at O'Hare, and a wonderful ability to make everything better. Patient reports no pain, but loss is not so easily disguised. VS: within normal limits, however euphoria seems to take over cognition. Patient requires extensive baggage removal, two martinis, and unending support. Will continue to monitor.

Patient 2: Patient is a white male 20 years of age. Patient arrived at 2232 to BAR. Presents with multiple wounds the heart, ego, and self-esteem. Patient states, "I just never get what I want. Am I ugly? I'm too fat. It's alright, you don't have to agree with me, I know." 2250 Doctor Johnson called for psyche consult. Patient referred to Psychiatric Care.

Patient 3: 0335 Patient is a black female 24 years of age. Presents with severe abdominal discomfort accompanied by emesis and occasional vertigo. Orders for pushed fluids and and hair follicle restraint implemented. Patient Hx would suggest an extended period of drinking followed by periods of black-out. Patient has been ignored by family for 10 years, and has attempted to execute a series of short-lived relationships. Currently, she is living with a woman 23 years her senior in an attempt to feel love and adoration. 0950 Patient refused care and retreated to a gin joint in her leather jacket. Discharge papers signed, "Mommy issues."

Patient 4: 1545 Patient is a latino male 22 years of age. Presents with severe confusion and disorientation. Unable to obtain accurate VS due to heart beating out of chest. S/S of increased anxiety and irrational fear. Doctor Haden ordered 1 box trojan condoms, 10 count, and one bottle WET lube. Patient given medication per doctors order and discharged with instruction to, "Kick up your heels and fuck!"


xoxo
natey

Life's problems, like good soup, always better the second day

If you want him
Go and find him
Tell him he's your only need
Be the boy he needs to play with
Be the man he longs to hold
If in your heart
You start to find
He is always on your mind
It won't be long 'till you feel
What the night has to reveal
Men will run from one to the next
Without crying, remorse,or regrets
We build up walls to guard our hearts
Telling ourselves, "you're being so smart"
But safe don't make for a very good scene
If the only one watching your ass
Is the mirror
Those border lines are getting much clearer
So you stray away
From your fake feeling path
Say you yourself there's no going back
You're on this track
There's a hard line
Between love and fucking
Trying to prove
What exactly is a mystery
Best left to the gods


"I'm dreaming
So come inside
Welcome to my
Filthy mind"

Beautiful Disaster

I'm not pretty like your last boyfriend
And I'm not clever like the one before him
I've got my flaws you say you love them all
And when I can tell you're lying you smile like a creepy doll

Please don't be awkward when we break up
I'm sure the next boy will be a "great fuck"
We've cut each other so deep we'll bleed for the rest of our lives
The truths in the cards and we weren't meant to be wives

The next boy could be the diamond you need
Strong, unbending, easy to read
But what's the fun in knowing the future
When you break the skin you still need a suture

Our arrangement isn't for the faint of heart
Because sometimes when we sing you forget your part
I'll compensate, elaborate, and concentrate
I think I'd get the same rise if I masturbate