I keep vowing to keep my blog up, and i keep ignoring it. Tomorrow begins my 71st year, perhaps I'll do better this time. I still have to get by midnight however.
Things i am adding to list
1. Less time on facebook, it's getting to be so blase, and i want to avoid all the stupidity of the coming election baloney.

2. Lose my final 25 lbs. Eat less, but still enjoy as many of my favorite foods as possible.

3. Simplify my life, shed everything i don't need, like the 3 new suits I've never worn

4. Road trips, at least some kind of journey, every month

5. Good bad or indifferent: Finish my book of whatever it is.

Today's a start,

Murder Suicide with love By sman

I can still smell the burnt food on a plate

Taste the warmed over left over coffee

Hear the silence in a noisy room

Feel the frost falling off cold words

Watch a love slide out the door

It was a murder suicide of feelings

A deadly blow to the heart a numbing mind

Light turned to shadows of dark mornings

A table laden with an unloaded gun

Maps to bridges on untraveled roads

Tear drenched cigarettes in a full glass

Car in a driveway waiting for a hose

Pills in a bottle, whiskey in a glass

 It was a murder suicide of feelings

A deadly blow to the heart a numbing mind

Light turned to shadows of dark mornings

Beginnings of frozen love to the unloved

Night passage’s between strange sheets

Feedings on sorrow of hearts in bar rooms

Endless roads of indifference to nothing

Dead heart in an Oldsmobile to perdition

It was a murder suicide of feelings

A deadly blow to the heart a numbing mind

Light turned to shadows of dark mornings

Slow dancing clown in a boo hoo suit

Falling falling falling down the well

Upside down beneath a lovers moon

Life in a bottle wish’s in a tomb

Looking for starless midnight

It was a murder suicide of feelings

A deadly blow to the heart
Not a feel good story