I could say I’m sorry till I’m blue in the face Sorry begins to lose its meaning Sorry is a just a word It’s a not an accurate depiction of my feelings My feelings towards those I hurt

Written in Barcelona, this is a story about a man. a hotel room, a shaving mirror and the way we often see ourselves.

My pain My pain is not centered My pain leads to destruction My pain is stronger than any man My pain is unsettling My pain is dark My pain is disheartening My pain puts up a fight

Romney & Obama phoning Tel Aviv, s- u- c- k- i- n- g!! I. first comes Iron Dome. ($70 million dollars MORE of US taxpayers money going straight into Israel’s military defense)

Later, we sat in the living room working through our piles of homework.

pained introductions laying out of battle map, soft pillowed rack all sense of male self layed out on the cold stone table, belly asks questions buzz of the needle

They call it a democracy, A theocracy, Even aristocracy. I call it Mediocracy.