Demon / Lover ?

12-28-08

Have you any demons
whispering your name;
dragging out the secrets
that you hide in shame?

Have you any monsters
taunting you by name:
actions so sadistic,
toying with their game?

Have you any angels
soothing you by name;
binding up your wounds,
firming limbs once lame?

Have you any close friends
speaking of your name:
praising you in public,
heedless of your “fame?”

I have heard these demons
whispering my name,
deep inside a dark heart
where they once laid claim

I was that dread monster
taunting me by name;
the grinding of my bones
left my spirit lame

So, then, who's the angel
soothing me by name;
treating me as special,
not some broken game?

You, my dear, my close friend,
whom I call my wife:
You soothed and bandaged me.
You; you saved this life.

Dash 1

Not that I'm giving my psychologist a Cer name, but I will refer to my psychologist as Dash.

It's coming along quite nicely, my mental re-acquisition. My personality has made a few steps in a positive direction. My marriage has made a several leaps in the right direction. And, I'm re-acquainting myself with all of my friends and associates. (Acquaint is an interesting word: it doesn't have an i directly after the seemingly inseparable qu).

We've been working on lowering my expectations of humanity. Hmph. It's easier to just have me lower my expectations; but it would be better if YOU ALL STEPPED UP YOUR GAME!

What ever happened to the days of courtesy and respect? Our conversation sort of revolved around a specific scenario: a person is laden with coffee; another person has the opportunity to hold the door open for them, ignore them, or cut them off. How they react is not of import, allegedly. What's important is how I react. Grrr. You'd better get the door for the person; otherwise I'm gonna fantasize about your timely demise.