Bullshit

I was talking (actually face to face, not online) with a friend of mine recently, who basically feels like everyone around him is on ‘bullshit’. Everyone he knew, everyone who called him to talk to him about something going on in their lives was on ‘bullshit’. He normally tosses this term around like it’s nothing, so i always tell him that he’s letting other peoples’ madnesses consume him, and warned him that he shouldn’t because he is old .

However, a day after talking with him, i began to slowly realize that my friend, other peoples’ bullshit consumer that he is, WAS ACTUALLY ON TO SOMETHING. Some people REALLY ARE on BULLSHIT! 

Here’s an example of the kind of bullshit of which i’m speaking of. The same friend told me that this woman (who will be referred to as ‘ole girl’ here on out) he knows got caught up, fooling around with her ex-girlfriend, even after her current girlfriend basically said that this isn’t cool, and that she would not tolerate it further (obviously, ole girl had been busted previously). When the current girlfriend left town recently, ole girl went at it again with her ex. Well, the current girlfriend found about the sordid rendezvous via text messages or something, and kicked ole girl out of the house.

Ole girl tells my friend, after she’d been kicked out, “she just don’t know how much i love her”.

Now let that marinate for a minute…

Some more…

Ok now taste it…

What does it taste like…

BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!

I’d much rather a guy took a hot dump on me than insult my intelligence by trying to make me believe that fooling around behind my back is their way of expressing love to me.

I’m starting to believe that most people are on bullshit 24/7/366 days of the year. Especially when it comes to relationships…ugh.

We bithced about the audacity of that situation for a minute until further conversation revealed that the current girlfriend actually let ole girl move back in…

Now, turn the fire off the pot…

Let it sit for about an hour or so…

Stir it up a little and taste it again…

What it taste like?…

(see title of this post)

2:13 AM

The chaos of the day before has quietly left the dance floor.
I stand unpartnered tuning in
to the sound of silence and the song within.

The party favors litter the sphere
Empty spirits in bottles of beer
It’s 2:25 as i take in
the subtle purr of an AM wind.

As i type, in solitude, these words
the sound of an ambulance disturbs
the mood i began to take refuge in.

Do i go to bed or call a friend?

Teaseday

Mmmmmmm…

70 degrees of bliss kissed my skin
right smack dab in the middle of March.
I arched in approval, tasting April’s
anticipation with freshly thawed lips.

Knowing deep of its fleeting creep,
I still marvelled at the effortless pull,
Storing away all things flannel and wool.

This was all we needed to happen
on this Tease, uh Tuesday, lips still smackin’ from the
chicken salad sandwich on whole wheat toast
and an ice cold glass of sweet lemonade…

basking in the glory of a sundrenched shade.

Don’t even ponder tomorrow’s 40 something sorrow
Cause you know like i know
how this shit goes in Chicago.

For me, today, was like, my idea
of the best way to enjoy a movie.
Don’t analyze or anticipate what’s about to happen
or how it’s gonna end…just let it take you…ease you…tease you.