Trouble in Blue

Somewhere, someone is having a bad day....

Angry trouble, double trouble, lover’s trouble, trouble in blue

Changing locks to filter unwanted guests, eating all the grapes

Cramming porcelain knick knacks into a too big purse

Making medical diagnoses from pill bottle bathroom reading

Crashing sock drawers and gasping at the size of sex toys and reading material 

See my fate all dressed in blue

A crawling sick, making due

Fishnet stockings, sniffing glue

Fetish tricks, come f**k me shoe

Man trouble, car trouble, women’s trouble, trouble in red

The morning crashes like an unwelcome disease

Thoughts of muzzling my spouse, strapping my boss, prick

Tempered only by my desire to avoid unsolicited prison sex

The whiskey bottle shaped like Christ in despair, is salvation wet

See my fate all dressed in red

Paycheck bouncing, kids need fed

Your voice grates inside my head

By morning love, you’ll be dead

Marriage trouble, heart trouble, tax trouble, trouble in blue

Looking forward to the end of an uninteresting driftwood existence

Hoping my tack is true and bold in the next life, creative

Waiting for the ever after to unfold, tattling like a spurned sibling

To the gods of reincarnation, wailing of my pitiless lack of imagination

See my fate all dressed in blue

Casket silk like morning dew

Death bed secrets tried and true

S**t bed head, lipstick askew

Trouble, troubled, troubling……you

See my fate all dressed in blue

Author's Note

From the depths...

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

sound like a wicked spell to me...don't burn those candles...even in your dreams...you'll turn blue...been there done that ...bought the life altering tshirt