Farewell to TIBU

Long, drawn-out sighs
Loop our lives together.
Moments of despair,
Thoughts of tired anguish,
Indifference,
Condensing the air between us.

It is in the shadows of a darkened room
That I find the differences
Between who you believe yourself to be,
And who I know I am.

You are the quill pen, green and gray ink,
Who scratches out harsh thoughts
Between your thighs and across my back.
Your nib places your words
Into flesh and composing sweat.

I smudge single syllables
In the language of loins
And sobbing mouths
Across my face for all to see,
Using fingertips
And my own blood.

It is only in those repeated moments,
Those fleeting seconds,
That our far flung sentences find each other.
We become the same writer
With different diction
Writing on a snow bank,
Waiting for Spring.

TIBU2 UPDATE

The Talkshoe broadcast did not happen, as some of you may know.  It was a connectivity issue.  There is another one scheduled, and you can check here for more information.

One of our developers flaked out on us, so we are down to one person, and the launch date looms.  2-1-2009 is the goal, and we hope to get everyone situated and satisfied, but we're certain that there will be a goodly amount of woodshedding necessary in the process, and we thank you in advance for your patience.

Of course, any suggestions, questions, threats, insults, candy or bribes may be directed to: tibu.two@gmail.com.

Thanks.

When you can think of nothing else and your heart sings

When you can think of nothing else and your heart sings,
When you don't have to wonder if the phone rings,
When Valentine's approaches and you can smile
You know that love has touched you for a while.

In contrast when someone claims to love and then betrays your heart,
That person knows, and didn't care, you now know, from the start,
When Valentine's approaches and you're on your way to court
Trying to get your assets, you know s/he's what sort!

Better let the villain go though you've been broken
The nastiness of your spouse has spoken
It's time now to face the rottenness and go on past
Your spirit will heal and something new will last.

When you can think of nothing else and your heart sings,
When you don't have to wonder if the phone rings,
When Valentine's approaches and you can smile
You know that love has touched you for a while.

You know that your spirit has found anew
That love is possible. Take your cue.
Smile and seize the moment fast
For this is your soul mate, found at last.