Are you scared? Unsure?/
Then talk through your troubled thoughts./
You’ll figure it out.

Obvious hostage,/
we wait, bathing cuts in salt./
Write your rejection!

Alternative
As pained hostages/
we wait, bathing cuts in salt./
Write your rejection!

Alternative Haiku #2
As pained hostages/
we wait, bathing cuts in salt./
Write your harsh edict.

Alternative #3
As pained hostages/
we wait, bathing cuts in salt./
Write your harsh decree

How do I tell this/
to people who used to care?/
To those I wont see?

Alternative ending
How do I tell this/
to people who used to care?/
Or do I just pass?

Alone in the mourning,/
I feel increasing pain,/
and wonder if I will be dead soon./
I have been so foolish./
I have done so much,/
but I am soooo not ready 4 Him.

I don’t touch me there./
All relationship attempts/
will painfully cease.

Your profound silence,/
after my message, highlights/
my stupidity.

The night of the 2008 Election, I wrote some new lyrics to the Ramones’ “I Wanna Be Sedated”. With Gov. Palin throwing her hat into the right for 2012, I rewrote those lyrics yet again and performed them tonight at a Rockeroke (Live Karaoke) at Snoqualamie Casino. You can see the video here.

Twenty Twenty Twenty-Four hours ago/
I finally got Obama’d./
I said I’m sorry, but I didn’t know,/
I’d wanna be Obama’d./

So get me to the airport,/
put me on a plane./
Hurry hurry hurry!/
I voted for McCain!/
They want my bank account,/
my wallet and my brain oh oh oh oh oh ooh!

Twenty Twenty Twenty-Four hours ago/
I finally got Obama’d./
I said I’m sorry, but I didn’t know,/
I’d wanna be Obama’d./

The Democrats have spoken;/
They’re live on SNL./
Republicans are choking;/
the Country’s gone to hell!/
Can he fix what’s broken?/
We’ll have to ask Michelle oh oh oh oh oh ooh!/

Twenty Twenty Twenty-Four hours ago/
I finally got Obama’d./
I said I’m sorry, but I didn’t know,/
I’d wanna be Obama’d./

I musta lost my brain/
to vote Republican./
I know it sounds insane/
but I’m so hot for Pa-lin./
I wanted John McCain/
but Barack is going in oh oh oh oh oh ooh!

Twenty Twenty Twenty-Four hours ago/
I finally got Obama’d./
I said I’m sorry, but I didn’t know,/
I’d wanna be Obama’d./

I musta lost my brain/
to vote Republican./
But no, I’m not insane!
I won’t vote for Pay-lin./
I wanted John McCain/
but Barack is going in oh oh oh oh oh ooh!

Bah bah bah bah/
bah bah bah bah bah:
I wanna be Obama’d … (etc.)

Doest thou feel jealousy/
that I’m not writing poetry/
as much/
(as though I’d lost touch)/
about thee?

I confess,/
now Ur back,/
my blog’s a mess;/
there’s a stack/
of poetry,/
inspired by U,/
from me./
What will others do/
when they c/
’em there/
in plain view?/
Do I care?