Not Like You

I was out with Lucky, at a bar, and my cell phone rang. It was Joseph. I turn off the ringer.

"Who was that?" Lucky asks.

"Joseph, he's an ex," I say.

"Oh, like me."

"No, not like you," I reply.

Snips, Part II

"Are we ever going to be together?" I ask.

Silence.

Snips

"You know you got me, right?" He says.

"No, I don't know that."

The Last Five POunds, Part II

You try to lose weight on clozapine, and see how well you like it.

The Issue Is, Part II

I want him to say that he forgives me, too.

That I'm okay, he's okay.

Blurb

"But I'm here to apologize for the hurt I've caused you, in your life."
--blurb from the latest email I wrote Morpheus

A Note on Beck

Beck is out on the front porch, squeaking her ball, completely happy.

Don't you wish you had a ball to squeak?