The exercise:
Your prompt: fragile.
Picked up the new Jack Johnson CD yesterday and I'm diggin' it, as expected. I also found a best of Frank Sinatra CD that was on sale and couldn't resist picking it up. That man can croon.
Mine:
There’s a sign on your heart,
But the writing’s not clear;
I won’t let that stop me,
I’ve got nothing to fear.
* * *
So I worked late again,
Why is that a big deal?
What happened to your trust,
When’d it have its last meal?
Quit your preachin’ woman,
I will drink all I please!
This whiskey keeps me warm
While you make our bed freeze.
Your tears keep talking,
I ain’t listening no more;
Yeah you heard me sweetheart,
Your act’s making me bored.
* * *
Empty house, empty bed,
Regret is in the air;
I guess that the sign said:
Fragile – Handle With Care.
