hi jackie
your poem reminded me of this song....





Fiona Apple — Paper Bag

I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began it's downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
-I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
-Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
-Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine,
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void,' - he said
"It's all in your head,' and I said, "So's everything' -
But he didn't get it - I thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy
-Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
-Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
-Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
-Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love

If you like her watch this interview


Favorite quotes: Fiona's hopeful petname...
"Extraordinary machine - kinda saying throw anything at me .. be mean to me, do whatever to me and i will turn it into something nice"

listen around 5:15 minutes into the interview .. its a good interview and and i find similarities between your verse and her statements..

"i find that beautiful things make it easier. i can't stop again, can't bear this cycle again. so, i will move forward with the slow countdown i'm trying to fend off that narcotic, relieved feeling of giving up. instead, i've been having conversations with objects- the tunic dresses, the gold and the pink chairs. - paper bag

finding something beautiful in everything is a good way to live .. i admire people like this

Hi Jackie tried to sing a song I liked dedicated to a good friend who loves poetry & comedy anyway peace bro