When I wake up in the morning
my day can not begin
until I plug the coffee pot in
I have to brew the first cup
gosh just to wake me up
searching through my squinted eyes,
I spot the filter, next I put the coffee in,
wait until it's brewed and Oh Goodness
now I can talk......eyes are opened up
would you like a cup too? 

Distortion If sorrow were my only venture,and sorrow will be my only friend, sorrow is nither passive nor aggressive it is sadness and devastation,and humility, if our worlds collide and they have,no sense shall be made of the causes and concerns,and the miss appropriate items can be appropriated to fit the shape and size of the misinformation misleading all that concerns you,.. all that is about you,all that determine the hate and the rage and the emptiness that follows,all the way through........Eternity,not as we see it,as we smell eternity,as we love,as we live,the silence grows........never reaching the highest high but accepting the lowest low,and absorbing the lowest low it guides me,it consumes me,somehow,never reaching the sky,....owing it to myself.......the pain the devastation the fighting that goes on in my mind,in my body,in my Soul,devastation beyond the control,beyond mortal man,I can not climb mountains,I can not swim the Ocean,I can not live,I can die,many deaths,many times,come and tell the soldiers its alright,the Battle Zone,the strength God gives us to again suffer just enough to smell the death,remembering the words,Thou shall not kill,........Never reaching the sky.........Piloting the death March........always afraid..... ..........can u hear me?I can not hear myself,I ........don't even hear myself...........I can even ............................One.........and One and One and One and one equals one...one...to die and rot back to dust blowing in the wind............Logic and distortion..Ill be dead.......Remember..........Barbara