She Knows

I build my walls to defend myself

But she knows.

I push people away to protect myself

But she knows.

I stand at the back of the crowd, to remain outside of the spotlight

But she knows.

I look at myself, hating what I see

But she knows.

I look at her, saying nothing

And she knows.

Dave’s Loving End

Mother came in and greeted Biz and I with a hearty “Hello”,

It was answered “Hi” by me and from Biz “Hey” was bellowed.

Mother gave me her bags and walked right up to my wife,

And all I could think was that mom was n for the fight of her life!

But all mother did was hug Biz and say “I’m apologize!”

“My son said such terrible things about you I know they were lies!”

I dropped mother’s bags, my mouth open wide,

This was not the turn I was expecting, I needed a place to hide.

But maybe all was not lost, my sister was still coming too,

But mom bashed that hope and said she wasn’t as her baby was soon due.

As mom continued to hug Biz and apologize for my alleged transgressions,

Biz just looked at me, probably planning further punishment sessions.

Mother said that she will be living with us for about 6 months, maybe a little more,

And as she was saying this, I inched my way slowly to the door.

I could hear them plotting and planning my happiness’s demise,

So escape at this point just seemed wise.

I finally reached the door and slowly pulled it open,

But was stopped short by mother’s shoe, her go to airborne weapon.

“And where do you think you’re going?”, she yelled at me,

I answered simply “to get the rest of your things from the car, don’t you see?”

Mother nodded simply and Biz added “hurry up!”

I thought to myself oh I’ll hurry, you’ll see… yup.

Once outside I ran to my car and jumped inside,

I started the engine and hit the gas… it was time to ride!!

That was 10 years ago, and I have never looked back,

But I can never rest for mom and Biz are always on the attack.

The once found me in New Mexico, and once again in Alaska,

They even tracked me down during a blizzard in Nebraska.

But I am free of the tyranny, finally able to have fun,

Just me and my new pal Lydia, who I met while on the run.

And while this chick says that she will carry my burdens, (like she is somehow compelled),

But despite everything... I still love Biz, damn me to hell.

Dave’s Loving Return (Part Two)

I find myself in quite the quandary,

And not because I was once again doing the laundry.

Biz was quiet and nice, and had been so for days,

This was much different from her normal ways.

I knew not what to do about this… truly I was lost,

But I was determined to enjoy things, no matter the cost.

Biz even smiled… I tell you it’s true,

It made the sun shine, and turned grey skies blue.

This attitude lasted for over 1 year,

She had returned my love my sweet dear!

But like all good things, it came to an end,

When she read the letter my sister did send.

Biz was back to her horrible self, no a thousand time worse,

Why must I suffer through this, was this truly my curse?

She cursed and threw things, from a vase to a TV,

Great… how now will I watch Police Academy 3?

During her tantrum, I tried to ask what was wrong,

And my concern was repaid by being choked out with her thong.

When I came to, I saw that Biz had gone upstairs, her rage still unchecked,

And I spied my sister’s letter under the floor, beneath the TV that Biz wrecked.

As I read the letter the smile returned to my face,

My sister was coming for a visit, maybe she could rescue me from this mad place!

But as I read further I saw what drove Biz to madness,

And my heart again dropped, once again consumed with sadness.

Mother was coming too, and per the letter the visit would be long,

I thought then to hang myself, and looked again for that thong…..

Dave’s Loving Lament (Part One)

As I watched her walk across the room,
Better I thought that she travel by broom.

Never before had I encountered such a witch,
A good way to describe her would be to call her a bitch.

Always yelling and screaming about this and that,
Oh, how I’d love to silence her with a swing of my bat!

Her horrid eyes always seeking and judging,
Man, with this pipe, would I give her a bludgeoning!

Her fingers long and bony, with nails sharp as razors,
I’d shoot her, but there is a chance that the bullet would only graze her...

Her voice painful and shrill like a nails on glass,
I can’t take any more, to the oven and the gas!!!

She wasn’t always so horrid; I know but it’s true,
My Biz was a beauty once, believe me I beseech you!

Our marriage was very formal and the turnout was massive,
The guests well behaved, the children in attendance also quite passive.

Our vows we had written, her voice like a song,
When in the nine hells did everything go wrong!?

The first year was bliss the second and third one too,
Then suddenly the wheels fell off the bus, what was I to do?

She was demanding and mean, a tornado of rage and gloom,
I was too weak to leave, the ring I wore sealed my doom.

Perhaps this was a phase? Maybe my darling Biz would return?
I used to think that often, as per orders the homemade butter I would churn.

Don’t get me wrong, I tried to leave once, but Biz tracked me down,
The price I paid was a hammer to the knee, and again to my crown!

But I still plan an escape, she cannot hold me forever,
My new plan is foolproof, and also a little clever.

I cannot tell you now, for Biz is always listening, her ears ever alert,
And a shortened life is what I would love to avert!

So if a man grinning from ear to ear, in tattered garb you see,
It means you are looking at the one who escaped vile Biz, that’s right it’s me!!!

But if you hear a cry in the night then know my plan failed,

And another 40 years will I spend in this marriage, jailed…