I could have handled the rain. I could have handled the teething cries. I could have handled the hour late pizza. I could have handled the shitty car ride. I could have handled the chill. I could have handled the hordes of children.
But what I could not handle – what I didn’t have it in me to handle – was the middle aged man banging on my window, screaming at me to slow down in the dead of night with a tired baby in the backseat. Me, the overly responsible driver looking out for stray trick or treaters. Me, the one going 5 below the neighborhood speed limit. Me, the one who stopped to let everyone dive into the streets without looking. While he screamed, his entire group of twenty people flooded the road around my car so I couldn’t move. This asshole, the one who failed to teach his children basic safety concepts screamed at me until I cried. And with the first tear I told him to get his kids the fuck out of the road….and not blame me for his own lack of judgement.
And when my tears started, B’s stopped. And he talked to me the whole way home…mama, it’s ok.
vintage wallpaper. b’s first halloween. pumpkin party. snoopy and charlie brown. rot and decay. skulls and daisies. owl cupcakes. jack o lanterns. pumpkin seeds. two handsome boys. pizza and ginger ale. sugar skulls. blood red roses. the nightman cometh. trick or treating. baby troll. homemade soup. bags of pretzels. guitar tattoos. taco bell. silver glitter. crescent moon.
Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don’t give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I’m coming home.
But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you, out there on the road
always doing what you’re told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.
