Home Again

Shannon — Sun, 30 Aug 2009 01:52:55 +0000

In the car driving
Down a dark dirt road
I could drive with my eyes closed
Let old ghosts take the wheel
Drive me to all the haunted places
I was sure were now at rest

I call this place home
I always come back…

To shadows and dust
Whispering things that could have been
Giving back all my old regrets
The winding roads tell me things I’d rather forget
Reminding me of past promises
I’ve long since broken

I just shake my head
Smiling as I sigh
As it slowly starts to rain
See the sky here cries for me
Over an old sad song on the radio
In the middle of the night

Take my word
Home is a haunted place
That loves me for all I never was
She smiles when I turn to leave
Knowing with the curl of a finger
I’ll come back again

Food Enablers

Shannon — Fri, 04 Jul 2008 20:57:14 +0000

Mom: Oh hey, try these new California Dill Lay’s Chips

Me: Mmmm, those are good!

Mom: Why don’t you take these home with you?

Me: Mom, I don’t want to take your chips

Mom: I’m not going to eat them. You might as well just take them home with you.

Me: No Mom, I’m fat. Keep your chips.

Mom: Okay, fine. Are you sure don’t want them?

Me: Well, are you sure you’re not going to eat them?

Nicotine and Bacteria

Home Again

Food Enablers