Coming Home

I’ve been left out in the dark

Stripped naked and cold.

The blade has found its home

Buried in waves of warm flesh.

Warmth was something that I longed for.

 

I’ve been left out in the dark

With a visceral fear of being lonesome.

The lost soul has found its home

In the arms of the omnipotent Entity.

Welcoming arms were something that I longed for.

 

I’ve been left out in the dark

Without somebody to tell that I love them.

Words of lust have found their home

As they’re whispered in the ears of a loved one.

Love was something that I longed for.

 

I’ve been left out in the dark

Without a home to call my own.

Shelter is not what I needed, Home is

The love held within our own two hearts.

I hope you answer.

Coming Home

I Just Met My Potential Future Brother In-Law

It isn’t long until the family you’ve grown up with for so many years starts adding members to the family tree.  Your mother could’ve given birth, you could’ve discovered long lost cousins, or your sister fell in love with a guy who hails from Connecticut.  The last of these three possibilities rings true today.   I was aware of his arrival because of my dog’s incessant barking.  I was thoroughly excited to meet this guy, although naturally anxious because this could be the guy that grants my sister his last name for the rest of eternity.

I don’t know much about this guy and I’ve spent the majority of my time protesting the relationship.  I was initially scared because this guy lives in Connecticut, no where near our home state.  This means he can get away with practically everything and nobody in our immediate family would ever know about it.

I put on my glasses and stumbled into the kitchen of our house.  Once I got a look at him I politely introduced myself with a customary handshake and a twitch of my awkward eyes.  We’ve literally exchanged no more than five words since his arrival, but he had to go back to the airport because they lost his baggage.  The only thought that I could conjure up in my melon was “This is it.”

“This is it.”  This is the beginning of the rest of our relationship and physical existence.  I can’t tell you if he’s here to stay permanently because they are talking about marriage, but it’s only in the discussion stages.  It’s just weird to think that twenty years from now, I’ll be in my forties potentially playing with their children before we all sit around the table sharing a Thanksgiving meal, establishing new family traditions as the years roll by.

He seems like a great guy and I’m all for giving him a chance.  I’m taking him to see Django Unchained this weekend.  He’s reportedly a film buff just like me, so we’re already off to a great start.  I can only hope for the best because I have a feeling this guy is going to be here for a long time.  He just better like the movie, because Tarantino is one of my favorites.

I Just Met My Potential Future Brother In-Law