Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

I’ve been thinking about you, and all I’m going through in my heart and it’s true that it’s difficult. While there’s also great joy for this bouncing boytoy, I know still you destroy with insults. And yet I must try, … Continue reading →

Occasionally, I return to the alternate reality where Paul McCartney opted to keep the original filler lyrics to “Yesterday”: “Scrambled eggs. Oh, my baby, how I love your legs.” Johnson opted to stay in office for an additional term. Sgt. … Continue reading →

On Help!, that little Beatles’ album, Paul McCartney (heard of him?) has a few songs in a row. They’re listed as Lennon/McCartney, like they always are, but usually, the singer is the primary writer and often the style kind of … Continue reading →

I was sitting at the singer/songwriter club checking out the exit as was often my wont when this exceptionally beautiful girl entered, dressed to the eighteens (you know: to the nines, but doubled?). She was in tight pleather high heels, … Continue reading →

In the time that you’ve been gone I found another lover. She pleases me as good as you; one’s as good as another. She could be your twin: she’s thin, she’s sweet and fine and good. The only difference is … Continue reading →

So, here is how it’s gonna go: I have a warning. And I’ve got to let you know about the danger of what’s been happening and how you need to be aware of everything. Since we met all those several … Continue reading →

The plan was laid. The bet was made. We had settled on the trade if I should win and you would lose because of options you might choose I am sure that you would find the opposite of peace of … Continue reading →

You know how it is for me now. You know that I can’t live without you right. That is simply unacceptable. I cannot live this way needing someone so desperately. I’ve gotta dry out on you immediately. I’ve gotta stop … Continue reading →

Last night, you said some things. Last night, we talked of rings. Last night, you were so sweet. Last night, I said you’d meet my parents at the first opportunity. What is this current disunity that we are experiencing? Last … Continue reading →

With my headphones I play songs of yesterday going all around the way doing my work thinking all about my love and the ways I’m dreaming of being with her and of shoving all the smirks off the fuckers and … Continue reading →