Blue Bird

My fear of loneliness,
Alone-ness,
Often leads me to depression,
Distraction,
I live on auto pilot,
Avoid interaction,
Hide out,
Alone

Summer Love

Chewed by chiggers,

Gnawed by gnats,

Mauled by mosquitoes,

Tasted by tics,

Fleeced by fleas,

Harangued by horseflies,

I've been Polka dotted and swollen,

Itchy and bitchy,

Summer is a pain

Still I'd rather be a meal for bugs,

Than feel icy winds on my face,
I need to feel the sun,

Even if it burns my skin

So turn up the heat,

To hell with the bugs, 

Take me to the sunlight,

I'll fry on the beach,

Watch sunsets in the rain,

When I can't take it anymore,
A bath, a bed, air conditioning,
A meal ending with chocolate and wine,
Mozart or dirty sweet T Rex in my ears,
All I need to feel pampered and at peace,
The romance lives on