nightmare of my soul

I woke to find my husband destroyed something valuable to me and for yelling like a hag shrew
"that is not a womanly behavior'' he said
That fight you can't win
My wifely vacuum as an instrument of battle
I'm okay
Still mad
Twenty years later
I love poison ivy ...what can I do?
No shrugging here
I bought it, he didn't
Screw that... no no no!

a reply to: peppycat

Good one peppycat!

Just who one the fight?
It doesn't matter
I am happy
Loosing
To a mad man
Thanks be unto Buddha
I love garbage
And recycling
Crying and laughing
Nobody cared thankfully
Or speculated or judged
Because
Who knew?
Sometimes you just have get on with death
Or life

This is funny thinks for uplifting my mood today.

a reply to: Crunky it is good to be life and smiley faces have a good time here.

When battling a demon all gloves are off, fight dirty
To a dishonorable soul
Them demon wants to blast me with a shot gun,
And I replied no.
no one forces martial status upon me.
he can marry in the wilderness
with ribbons upon his wrists
and perhaps never marry again
time will tell
he and the koi fish
travel through Buddah's hell
as I have
and continue on.
here walks a bride
there he waits
why can't he approach her?