Pin Cushion

So I thought I’d give it a try… and now I’m “stuck”. I was never into acupuncture, but men these days see it fit to submerge their needle into the softest part of me. I’m not a believer that it takes pain to feel good, but I keep getting "stuck" with more Bullshit…

I got quills yet I’m not porcupine. My back is full of the markings of the victors spear… But what’d you win? You had a deficit of excuses when I met you. So in my absence you’re still a bottomless hole of fecal extremities. The difference is now I’m convinced your shit doesn’t have a ceiling. For all I know you bathe in it. I’m already certain you chew it as mints. Try ammonia before you speak, it might help with the crap coming out of your mouth.

I guess when you enlighten the there after of the path the one before took you’re only handing out a road map and a tutorial, to get stabbed again. But who could be so cruel? What kind of heart could be that selfish to add to my bandages, especially if they know I just started undressing my wounds?

You can’t put a band-aid on shit. You have to flush it down the commode. The only thing that stings, is the blow in my intuitive certainty. It’s like I knew… But my questions and hesitations were silenced by verb play and words each day to reiterate the alleged nobility. I was certain of the risk… once bitten, twice shy. I even understood the idea that a sharp tongue truly holds a dull blade. I was cut, but to be “blunt”, you got to be razor-sharp to draw blood from these veins. Fortunately for me, this loser was not an expert marks-men… I dodged a slick bullet even though my hearts just a little maimed.

I was grazed, but I’ll recover. No one can ever be worse than the “other”. But as I remove these pins to add to my collection, and sweep up the gun shells and dispose of his waste… I thank God “truth” came early, she helped pull the thorn out my back and relieve the pressure of more useless waste. Shit stinks … it never makes for good company.

And yes… “Your roses really smell like BOO BOO.”-Andre 3000
You’ve been flushed!

© A. L. Lewis

Self Righteous???

I don’t pretend to know everything, yet I enjoy sharing what I’ve learned. I gathered a lot of knowledge from listening, and the rest came from the lesson in my mistakes. Sharing is caring, but doesn’t denote actuality. I don’t pretend to be the authority on your life, but you can rest on the idea that I know what’s best for mine. My words are tools for your entertainment. If you get something from them, then I’ve over accomplished my mission.

I write for me, and share what people may think, yet don’t pause in time to say. So to the “Ex”, that graced the pages of my “Self-Righteous” blog… please reflect on why you’re a part of my past, no longer a factor in my present and please find your way out of my future, mine’s is a road you don’t belong.

P.S. Thanks for the inspiration. Adios!

© A. L. Lewis

A Few More Words...

Happiness~

“Even if happiness forgets you a little bit, never completely forget about it.”~Jacques Prévert

“Most people would rather be certain they're miserable, than risk being happy.” ~Robert Anthony

“What a wonderful life I've had! I only wish I'd realized it sooner.” ~Colette

“People take different roads seeking fulfillment and happiness. Just because they're not on your road doesn't mean they've gotten lost.” ~H. Jackson Browne


“There are two things to aim at in life: first, to get what you want; and after that, to enjoy it. Only the wisest of mankind achieve the second.” ~Logan Pearsall Smith, Afterthoughts, 1931

“There are some days when I think I'm going to die from an overdose of satisfaction. “ ~Salvador Dali

“As people spin faster and faster in the pursuit of merely personal happiness, they become exhausted in the futile effort of chasing themselves.” ~Andrew Delbanco


“The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance; the wise grows it under his feet.” ~James Openheim

© A. L. Lewis