Monday, March 9, 2009

every word is right.

eyeless in the morning sun you were
pale and mild
a modern girl
taken with thought still prone to care
making tea in your underwear.

You went out in the yard to find
something to eat and clear your mind
and something bad inside me went away.


todays is gloriously overcast.
lay on my tan down comforter with my brown knit blanket.
soft pillows. they drifted in cool breezes yesterday.  they smell nicely nows.

oversized flannel, leggings and moccs.  
i can tell a sloww morning by the tender way i slip on my moccassins.  its like gliding into water... when you do it slowly... or when you take your hand and let your palm rest on a lake as though it is a glass surface... gentle.

i let it sink in.

thought. on all that jassszs.

breathing isn't laboured ... because its a vacation.
its nice to breathe once in a while... like today.  its just nice.

listening to this song and some seabear. BUT NOT TOO LOUDDDDD. staring at the stained teabags, cranes and drawingsLAND OF THE LOSTthat are flouting on my mobile.

you and me we used to be strangers but now we are just strange.

streem of conciousness.
in real.

my window is becoming more glowingly white... which means the sky's intensifying in brightness... 
i got a package today... my mom sent me a beautifufluflufl card with an image.  
i'm going to put it on a blog.
really beautiful.

i love poeple.

Quaking leaves and broken light,
shifting skin,
the coming night,
the bearers of all good things arrive.
Climb inside us twist and cry.
A kiss on your molten eyes
myriad lives like blades of grass
yet to be realized.
Bow as they pass.

They are cold... still,
waiting in the ether to form.... feel,
kill, propagate, only to die.

Dissolve.... magically, absurdly, they'll end,
leave... dissipate, coldly and strangely return.

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