Must be there's a full moon overhead, I can feel it in my soul, shining light on corners of myself I would rather stay in the shadows. *

Grief lurks and growls and mauls me as I try to pass, make my escape from the blues and the gray sadness of limbo from loss of my sweetest hairy companion yet, keeping me in thrall, tears welling and spilling, nose filling; head aching.

And so on.



*to paraphrase Steve Earle: Nothing makes me madder than to have someone try to cheer me up when I am not ready."

Gadz I love that man.... (you know,
buddum...not like Alison, buttah...you know what I mean.)