Sign Language for Dogs

the queen without a crown, packed her bags and headed out of town, seems no one was being attentive to her needs so the dogs took another nap, the old man took a crap and things settled into a minor key chorus somewhere over the rainbow is a guy fishing…

the wheel of time will change you mind and if it doesn’t then something is wrong                   we can’t be right about everything and we learn as we go and learn as we grow              i wish…

so far they can’t imprison you for what you think then again you may already be shackled by your own beliefs a dream: as i peer through the bars i see keys hanging on a nail just outside the cell springing to my feet the first steps send me falling…

give me your hand so you won’t get lost give me your time we will share the cost in return, I will open the door to a place you have never been before your heart

tulips watch vain attempts to convey love through words describe the joy of witnessing birth/ touching someone without touching convey that moment when you replaced the fear of love with the fear of denying it love is all we have, more than we need I look in your face, hoping…

♥ funny thing happened on the way to your heart holding you became easier……………………………….when I let go loving you became natural………………………………….when I learned to love myself helping you became the goal…………………………….instead of always thinking about myself giving became the objective………………………………letting me receive on the way to your heart a wonderful…

it was beyond my capacity as a child to question the reason why my parents were deaf and I could hear, it just was I became the recorder and transmitter, covering things I couldn’t understand and things I had never experienced and didn’t have a clue about I was given…

we never get any better than human……………….ttucro i should be this/ why aren’t i that    /   why do i continue  to walk down these overgrown trails………………….. the voices say, yes i hear voices, unfortunately most of the time they are mine, you will encounter the same things over…

replica/noun/an exact copy/one on a similar scale my Father was a real piece of work i bashed Him for years until some of the pain “He” caused became the pain i caused/ time and life changed that perspective   owning things you don’t want sucks but i can’t change what…

sometimes I balk at ideas initially without considering the information presented{I bet no one else does that}, commonly known as contempt prior to investigation i stumbled onto the aforementioned concept by accident and i will attempt to explain it now i am a chewer, no i won’t grab your shoe…

angels we have heard on high/screaming at the top of their lungs/stop! please stop!      we pay them little attention and the toy drummer keeps the beat boom, boom, boom, boom we stumble and fall, stumble and fall/the arms are tired, the knees bloody/when there are no more tears…

i think it’s funny how people who called themselves artists often go out of their way to be noticed personally dress hair lack of clothing enough clothing for an entire season if that’s you, ok and you probably could give a damn about what I think but you should be…

it’s interesting as i grow older and wider, i dare not say wiser, i am able to look at circumstances , people and places without immediately passing judgment or assigning blame they simply are what they are or were what they were as we take on the roles our parents…

no Maggie it wasn’t you, although I thought it was I thought about your sparkling smile amplified by the mile of wire you had in your mouth that inflicted so much pain and torture when I tried to kiss you as best as a 12 year old knows how your…

yeah, i know by now it’s easy to see from your perspective but when your in it sometimes the shift is so gradual that only afterward can you see how absurd the situation was the shift has become obvious and much as i tried to pass it off as foundation…

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