The Grand Illusion
By Robert Burford Jr.
Feeling Warmth In This Cold World
She Came To Me Out Of The Blue
Amidst Negative Temps and Iced Grounds
The Space Between Us Was No Where To Be Found
Two Aliens In A Lost World Seemingly Finding Each Other
Looking Onward With The Universe Showing Us It's Ever Glowing Ornaments
It felt like life was passing us by
Growing more comfortable in a new strange land
We heard each other in a stereo surround
Till one day the Alien was Mono Ridden
Hearing her in one decibel below
She Grew Distant
Tiresome of the road to the World less inhabited
Bored of tiresome human I Love Yous
She left wanting more , wanting the ornament
Glowing vastly near the Black hole
I , Felt Human for the first time
Left by an Alien whom decided
The Universe is best traveled With In and Without You
Once Again I, The Alien , Must Travel The World Alone
Looking For Her
The one whom shall speak my language
Inhabiting the world I made
Vacancy One.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Depression State Capital Lonilness / The Conversation Topic Of You And Me
Depression State Capital Lonilness / The Conversation Topic Of You And Me
By Robert Burford Jr.
Everytime I Think Of You
I Fight To Hold The Tears
I'm not heavyweight in these type of situations
I've just been trying to relax all these years
You were my sanctuary
Where my soul felt free
My Soul collapsed once it closed Oh God Knows
How much that emphasis it put on my fears
Listened to your voicemail
So as if you'd still cared about me
You were the only one I cherished
Didn't know you would doubt me
You said " All Relationships Get Through The Rough Time , If You Work It Out"
Though three weeks after you said it , you forgot it
You Gave Up
Whats That All About?
Growing Up Is A Rough Patch
I'm The Sandpaper To Get Through
I'd Sand Out The Edge and Make Them Smooth Again
To Be Next To You
I'm not a man of many words
Of all words "I Love You" I can't do without
Left Me Lost In This Depression State Capital Lonliness
What's That All About?
Won't You Be Terrified?
Once Your Love Has Fade To Black
And You Realize
I'm just the joker , to help you relax
I'm not a man whom thinks about the past
Be you were so recent how could this be?
I'm so sick and tired of the Madness
It Seems As If it only happens to me.
Now I'm Left in the
Depression State
Depression State
The Feeling That We Had was great
A Slip Of The Tounge
Caused Our Love To Fall
Thinking Bout The Good Times We Shared
Now It's As If You Didn't Care
Maybe You Never Loved Me At All
Depression State
Depression State
The Actions Now Determine Fate
In the Faith We Had
Going into This Love
Always To See Your Face Again
Good Fabricated Memories Lingerin
Will Keep this Sinking Ship Afloat
This is the Part
Where The Bridge Comes In
A Bridge To The Best Road Traveled
We Procrastinated The Foundation
This Bridge Has No Gravel
No Ways To Go On
No Ways To Get To You
No Ways To Feel Again
No Ways To See You
Your Were The Five Senses
I Needed In Life
My Portable Salvation
When I'm In Strife
It Angers Me So
To See This End
Before it draws to it's conclusion
Let Me Start Again
Depression State
Depression State
The Feelings Of Old Times Are Great
The way your Paris perfume smelled , setting my memories free
It's Embedded In The Pillow Next To Me
Shear Unadulterated Ecstasy
Disappointment in that we we'll never be
The Conversation Topic Of You And Me.
(c)2008
By Robert Burford Jr.
Everytime I Think Of You
I Fight To Hold The Tears
I'm not heavyweight in these type of situations
I've just been trying to relax all these years
You were my sanctuary
Where my soul felt free
My Soul collapsed once it closed Oh God Knows
How much that emphasis it put on my fears
Listened to your voicemail
So as if you'd still cared about me
You were the only one I cherished
Didn't know you would doubt me
You said " All Relationships Get Through The Rough Time , If You Work It Out"
Though three weeks after you said it , you forgot it
You Gave Up
Whats That All About?
Growing Up Is A Rough Patch
I'm The Sandpaper To Get Through
I'd Sand Out The Edge and Make Them Smooth Again
To Be Next To You
I'm not a man of many words
Of all words "I Love You" I can't do without
Left Me Lost In This Depression State Capital Lonliness
What's That All About?
Won't You Be Terrified?
Once Your Love Has Fade To Black
And You Realize
I'm just the joker , to help you relax
I'm not a man whom thinks about the past
Be you were so recent how could this be?
I'm so sick and tired of the Madness
It Seems As If it only happens to me.
Now I'm Left in the
Depression State
Depression State
The Feeling That We Had was great
A Slip Of The Tounge
Caused Our Love To Fall
Thinking Bout The Good Times We Shared
Now It's As If You Didn't Care
Maybe You Never Loved Me At All
Depression State
Depression State
The Actions Now Determine Fate
In the Faith We Had
Going into This Love
Always To See Your Face Again
Good Fabricated Memories Lingerin
Will Keep this Sinking Ship Afloat
This is the Part
Where The Bridge Comes In
A Bridge To The Best Road Traveled
We Procrastinated The Foundation
This Bridge Has No Gravel
No Ways To Go On
No Ways To Get To You
No Ways To Feel Again
No Ways To See You
Your Were The Five Senses
I Needed In Life
My Portable Salvation
When I'm In Strife
It Angers Me So
To See This End
Before it draws to it's conclusion
Let Me Start Again
Depression State
Depression State
The Feelings Of Old Times Are Great
The way your Paris perfume smelled , setting my memories free
It's Embedded In The Pillow Next To Me
Shear Unadulterated Ecstasy
Disappointment in that we we'll never be
The Conversation Topic Of You And Me.
(c)2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
Several Short Stories 4 Sarah
The First Of Seven Short Stories 4 Sarah
By Robert Burford Jr.
Well it might not be several short stories as it might be seven rough paragraphs. You see it's been a rough patch for Sarah , and I like to write. I know what you're saying , "what does those two have to do with each other?" rite? Well I love both very much , with her inevitably taking the cake. You see the first story if I make it that far is about her. It may be funny as I like to do , but it's mainly my song to her in the form of my other love.
The Angel
I had just came back from an illustrious month long leave. I'm in the military and after a while you need a lil R and R . I had a new lease on life. More Confidence , more focus which in hindsight thanks to God has become more of a reality. I told my self whilst listening to my Zune ( which is so awesome by the way) that the first song I'd put on random would be the mainstay of this new year. To my surprise it was a love song by Duke Ellington and Sarah Vaughn. The song slips me but it was a exciting wishful thought.
Leaving home with new hope was great for me. Driving home on Sunday looking forward to something new in an old place. Monday rolls around and I say hi to my friends as the bell next to me (stupid ass fire alarm) went off , as alas no fire. My great friend Preston rolls with me to Wal Mart to get some things , seeing as we made a plan to "Arbor Mist It" which in turn is the drinking of Arbor Mist and not feeling the least bit homo. My plan was to stay home and gather my thoughts but Preston invited me to go to Space Aliens and I know it was God himself that said " What do you have to lose?" and he was rite so I said yes , as it would be a good chance to catch up with friends.
Whilst at Space Aliens we order and I have a Tall Killians as My Great Friend Chase amongst others go to the bar. Preston and I BS for awhile and he tells me Sarah and Sydnei are coming. I'd only met them once so I was like "cool". As I waited for my cheesesticks , this beautiful woman came in with her friend. I was only fixated on how good she looked. Her hair down , her eyes mysterious , the smell of perfume , the shirt of brown white and pink, the way her blue jeans told her backstory (it's a good backstory indeed!) and her cute dark brown timberland shoes. I was in awe but didn't want to spoil it . We proceeded to do the whole introducing thing and it was as if it was just me and her from then on. We were so enthralled by each other. I'd never wanted to know about some body as much as I wanted to know this person whom I met briefly before , though talking to her it was as if I'd known her for a long time and we were finally blessed to be in each others presence.
From there we went to the pool hall. Romantic eh? Both of us being of a very sarcastic breed , we were all over each other. Me being myself (for a change) and Sarah being Beautiful (always) got so much along . I get excited about this still to this day and I'm not even done. I kissed her on her kissable cheek. She smelled so and looked so good. She's the only Beautiful woman that I've not been scared to try something , she made me (hoping i did the same) feel so comfortable. We were all over each other, I know I enjoyed it and I'm sure she did to.
We rode back separately . I rode with Preston whom I pretty much talked about Sarah too all the way home. "This is going soo good" "She for Pretty Dude" and "Am I Annoying You?" were all the words that came out of my mouth that ride home. As we entered the dorms , myself and Sarah left Sydnei and Preston in his room while we in depth looked for controllers ( which in turn was a series of first kisses and make out sessions which was steaming hot!!) ... um after like fifteen to twenty minutes of um looking for controllers we went back and had a good time ( Like how we totally killed at Guitar Hero , Ah Yessir!). I believe it was at that time we knew we'd be together. We didn't have the strong feelings we'd have a couple of weeks later but the feeling we had we're great previews of things to come.
She made my first nite in Dakota in 2008 the best nite I ever had in this desolate place. She's what keeps me sane and is super quick ,super funny and very smart . oh did I mention f**ING Gorgeous which is not a word I throw around like douchebag with is a nice name too :0) . I Love This Woman With Whatever God Gave Me Inside. She downplays herself (a lot) but if she could only see what I see , she's so much more , I'm talking beyong. Though the rough patch requires softening , I yearn for the future good times to come.
I Love You Sarah / Be Safe
Robert "Mocha Bear P.A.B" Burford Jr
By Robert Burford Jr.
Well it might not be several short stories as it might be seven rough paragraphs. You see it's been a rough patch for Sarah , and I like to write. I know what you're saying , "what does those two have to do with each other?" rite? Well I love both very much , with her inevitably taking the cake. You see the first story if I make it that far is about her. It may be funny as I like to do , but it's mainly my song to her in the form of my other love.
The Angel

I had just came back from an illustrious month long leave. I'm in the military and after a while you need a lil R and R . I had a new lease on life. More Confidence , more focus which in hindsight thanks to God has become more of a reality. I told my self whilst listening to my Zune ( which is so awesome by the way) that the first song I'd put on random would be the mainstay of this new year. To my surprise it was a love song by Duke Ellington and Sarah Vaughn. The song slips me but it was a exciting wishful thought.
Leaving home with new hope was great for me. Driving home on Sunday looking forward to something new in an old place. Monday rolls around and I say hi to my friends as the bell next to me (stupid ass fire alarm) went off , as alas no fire. My great friend Preston rolls with me to Wal Mart to get some things , seeing as we made a plan to "Arbor Mist It" which in turn is the drinking of Arbor Mist and not feeling the least bit homo. My plan was to stay home and gather my thoughts but Preston invited me to go to Space Aliens and I know it was God himself that said " What do you have to lose?" and he was rite so I said yes , as it would be a good chance to catch up with friends.
Whilst at Space Aliens we order and I have a Tall Killians as My Great Friend Chase amongst others go to the bar. Preston and I BS for awhile and he tells me Sarah and Sydnei are coming. I'd only met them once so I was like "cool". As I waited for my cheesesticks , this beautiful woman came in with her friend. I was only fixated on how good she looked. Her hair down , her eyes mysterious , the smell of perfume , the shirt of brown white and pink, the way her blue jeans told her backstory (it's a good backstory indeed!) and her cute dark brown timberland shoes. I was in awe but didn't want to spoil it . We proceeded to do the whole introducing thing and it was as if it was just me and her from then on. We were so enthralled by each other. I'd never wanted to know about some body as much as I wanted to know this person whom I met briefly before , though talking to her it was as if I'd known her for a long time and we were finally blessed to be in each others presence.
From there we went to the pool hall. Romantic eh? Both of us being of a very sarcastic breed , we were all over each other. Me being myself (for a change) and Sarah being Beautiful (always) got so much along . I get excited about this still to this day and I'm not even done. I kissed her on her kissable cheek. She smelled so and looked so good. She's the only Beautiful woman that I've not been scared to try something , she made me (hoping i did the same) feel so comfortable. We were all over each other, I know I enjoyed it and I'm sure she did to.
We rode back separately . I rode with Preston whom I pretty much talked about Sarah too all the way home. "This is going soo good" "She for Pretty Dude" and "Am I Annoying You?" were all the words that came out of my mouth that ride home. As we entered the dorms , myself and Sarah left Sydnei and Preston in his room while we in depth looked for controllers ( which in turn was a series of first kisses and make out sessions which was steaming hot!!) ... um after like fifteen to twenty minutes of um looking for controllers we went back and had a good time ( Like how we totally killed at Guitar Hero , Ah Yessir!). I believe it was at that time we knew we'd be together. We didn't have the strong feelings we'd have a couple of weeks later but the feeling we had we're great previews of things to come.
She made my first nite in Dakota in 2008 the best nite I ever had in this desolate place. She's what keeps me sane and is super quick ,super funny and very smart . oh did I mention f**ING Gorgeous which is not a word I throw around like douchebag with is a nice name too :0) . I Love This Woman With Whatever God Gave Me Inside. She downplays herself (a lot) but if she could only see what I see , she's so much more , I'm talking beyong. Though the rough patch requires softening , I yearn for the future good times to come.
I Love You Sarah / Be Safe
Robert "Mocha Bear P.A.B" Burford Jr
Friday, February 15, 2008
Dealing With Her Aunt Flo.
Dealing with her Aunt Flo. The Harsh Realities Of One To Two Weeks.
By Robert " Assassination Tangoe" Burford Jr
So we're chillin in the bed rite? Everything is going great. I love her , she loves me we're doing the good stuff that comes with it. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! I hear as I'm trying to talk to me girlfriend , I ignore it as it should be a drunk passer by . KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
"Ah Damnit!" I say so that whomevers at the door can hear me.
"Open up already , it's your Aunt Flo , I'm lookin for Anne " she say's in a rather nagging jewish type voice.
"Ooook . Baby it's your Aunt Flo"
"Ugh , I always get irritated when she comes. I just verbally assassinate ( hey there's that word again ladies and gentlemen) people , for no apparent reason. It's awkward and I don't want you to go through it." She say's in a caring manner
"Nah , I'm good " I say in a Very Naive OH SHIT what happened I was about to find out sort of way
I open the door and there's a sudden change in the atmosphere , as if I was about to feel a wrath of sorts. As her Aunt Flo comes in , she starts changing. Her smile is gone and some how she has a gun in her hand , as if it materialized . Now not having dealt with her Auntie Flo Before , I figured " Hey she must be a violent woman"
I was wrong. She was very Violent and played mind tricks on Sar- I mean Annes subconcious.
It was a grueling first week. Her Aunt Flo kept letting her dogs Tam and Pon out of there cages often absorbing what was around them. This pissed Anne off. Now like I said her Aunt can spin it. So Anne uses the gun which is like a gun of no other. It is more or less a verbal gun aimed at my head. My brain suffered atleast Several Insults To The Head , Minor Speech Damage to the Groin Area and Sixteen counts of Pistol Whipping Indecent Silence. I Love her so I aimed to stay strong , but My God Madge!
After a brief two hour psychiatric stint to see if I could function , I decided to go back and try to get Aunt Flo to leave if only for two hours. Talk about R O U G H. My Best Friends Sam Eric and Nick all recommended me to the great Dr. Mi-Doll , a man whom you pay to take Aunt Flo on a date or any Aunt who visits all the Bleeding time. Like Moses Parting the red seas it works, THANK GOD it worked. Anne was like "What happened? Have I been in a daze? Where did that black eye come from? Why are you crying ?"
"Tears...of...joy...." I say to her weeping uncontrollably
After four hours HER AUNT FLO CAME BACK! One more week of this lady and she's gone. It's rough , More Silence , More Put Downs and More Mind Control on Anne. Throwing up the white flag , I just write , study and play video game/music. Do my own thang.
To make a long story short , Aunt Flo comes back every so often and one day I'll actually have it mapped out when she does. Hey , then I'll know when to where a helmet and read self esteem books...wait what?
Good Nite and Fuck You Aunt Flo , You Lousy Comes Every Two Weeks and Attacks The Women Of This Word , Makes Men Go AHHHHH! Period.
Oh This Has Been The Bowel Movement Reporting
By Robert " Assassination Tangoe" Burford Jr
So we're chillin in the bed rite? Everything is going great. I love her , she loves me we're doing the good stuff that comes with it. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! I hear as I'm trying to talk to me girlfriend , I ignore it as it should be a drunk passer by . KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
"Ah Damnit!" I say so that whomevers at the door can hear me.
"Open up already , it's your Aunt Flo , I'm lookin for Anne " she say's in a rather nagging jewish type voice.
"Ooook . Baby it's your Aunt Flo"
"Ugh , I always get irritated when she comes. I just verbally assassinate ( hey there's that word again ladies and gentlemen) people , for no apparent reason. It's awkward and I don't want you to go through it." She say's in a caring manner
"Nah , I'm good " I say in a Very Naive OH SHIT what happened I was about to find out sort of way
I open the door and there's a sudden change in the atmosphere , as if I was about to feel a wrath of sorts. As her Aunt Flo comes in , she starts changing. Her smile is gone and some how she has a gun in her hand , as if it materialized . Now not having dealt with her Auntie Flo Before , I figured " Hey she must be a violent woman"
I was wrong. She was very Violent and played mind tricks on Sar- I mean Annes subconcious.
It was a grueling first week. Her Aunt Flo kept letting her dogs Tam and Pon out of there cages often absorbing what was around them. This pissed Anne off. Now like I said her Aunt can spin it. So Anne uses the gun which is like a gun of no other. It is more or less a verbal gun aimed at my head. My brain suffered atleast Several Insults To The Head , Minor Speech Damage to the Groin Area and Sixteen counts of Pistol Whipping Indecent Silence. I Love her so I aimed to stay strong , but My God Madge!
After a brief two hour psychiatric stint to see if I could function , I decided to go back and try to get Aunt Flo to leave if only for two hours. Talk about R O U G H. My Best Friends Sam Eric and Nick all recommended me to the great Dr. Mi-Doll , a man whom you pay to take Aunt Flo on a date or any Aunt who visits all the Bleeding time. Like Moses Parting the red seas it works, THANK GOD it worked. Anne was like "What happened? Have I been in a daze? Where did that black eye come from? Why are you crying ?"
"Tears...of...joy...." I say to her weeping uncontrollably
After four hours HER AUNT FLO CAME BACK! One more week of this lady and she's gone. It's rough , More Silence , More Put Downs and More Mind Control on Anne. Throwing up the white flag , I just write , study and play video game/music. Do my own thang.
To make a long story short , Aunt Flo comes back every so often and one day I'll actually have it mapped out when she does. Hey , then I'll know when to where a helmet and read self esteem books...wait what?
Good Nite and Fuck You Aunt Flo , You Lousy Comes Every Two Weeks and Attacks The Women Of This Word , Makes Men Go AHHHHH! Period.
Oh This Has Been The Bowel Movement Reporting
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