I turn back and wonder what it was that brought me here. The Devil in one corner, the wicked in another. The bell rings and off we go. The whirl of dust and blood...the tearing of flesh and cloth. The Devil has won already because the wicked has brought many. All feeling and saying of sensation. The Devil says, " I am here. She is taking away my ache. I will come back when she is done." The wicked smile and the flesh continues to burn and fall. The growing of clouds...fill the space I am in. I can no longer see, no longer breathe. The devil says, " This way wicked comes...she is mine for the taking." The wicked laugh, they greet the devil now with a bow. "Take us under your wing." The devil looks around at his new army. "YES, I shall have you all." Open arms. Board my ship. We sail at midnight. The ship disappears in the night. The men are all alone.

Off to another new year. What will this one bring. Last was hostile takeovers and millions made. Year before, death and disaster. This coming year, I want excitment and fun. I want all good things to come to me and my world. Do I deserve this? Yes. I believe I do. Supermen and Pythons...love and hate. It is my year to shine. I bring with me five little wee ones...and a longing for love.

I need you because of a smile
because of a laugh
of a time when you are willing to be who I need
you put up with everything
you are always there
you try really hard to be fair
you know my secrets and hate me for them
you know my secrets and still love me
I tell you lies and you still dont tell me
you touch me when I am cold
you are happy for me no matter what I am doing
you know what I am doing
you wish me to be happy
I need you...because you are YOU

Of whom does this mean...of course not me? The Devil in coming and his ship can be seen. Be careful what you send and where it goes. You make me laugh, you make me smile. You make me cry, you make me sad. It does not matter what the words mean...The Devil is in the water....washing twice for the Eve of the land. He turns and smiles as he devours the flesh..the life drained from her soul...he looks up and sees the fear...I do not do this as much as you may think...he tells me...dropping her to the ground...taken...broken...lost. But alas...it has been the third loss of the week...you are such a liar Devil...you are such a weak being...but are you? Are you so weak that you must take the life of each...only to leave it with desires and wanting that will never be met? Do you need to take so much that it kills the rest just so you have more to move to the next? Confused I sit down...defeated again. Why must I know this? Why must you tell me? Suddenly the Devil is there....his teeth wide and his arms open....come to me my darling Eve....Let me have you and you will know...I run and he follows with a slow steady move...the walls are closing in...padded and low...is this your sanctuary...is this my death? Blinking, again and again. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I scream....This is a false dream....this is not real. You are the Devil and you take my soul without a touch...why must I release to you...all that I have left?

Because, the Devil says, I am coming!

I may live in the country, but I do not live the country life. I do not know all the slang, eat the crazy custom foods, or speak in accented mumbles sounding like words...what I do admit to is my lack of understanding the names people give other things out here...

I was at a party once where I was getting very drunk...(ummm...did I just admit that?) and I had somewhere-somehow made contact with some foreign substance on my shorts and went on a search for some water to clean it off. I looked...I found a cooler. Looked like a water cooler. I even asked someone removing the water looking substance out of said cooler what it was...he replied, "Creek Water"...ahhhh My WATER...I grab a napkin and soak it with this creek water and apply in large amount onto my shorts, (rear area)...and wala...gone. I walked out and looked for my DATE and told him what I had done. HE produced a extrememly loud laugh, continued to turn very red from doing so...causing others to look and wonder...when he could talk...he asked me if I knew what Creek Water was....I said...."Creek water!"...again...bouts of rolling laughter from others!

Now...I am thinking...what is wrong with a little creek water? It is not like I stuck my butt IN the creek!

My education was soon given....."Creek Water is MOONSHINE!" (More uncontrolled laughter...)..so now my lesson learned...my butt dripping in Creek Water....My ignorance to learning my immediate culture shows...ahhh...the song "Green Acres" begins to ring in my ears.....Thank you Superman!