Laptop open
Choose song
Press play
Close eyes
Sound meets ears
Chill reverberates throughout body
Heart twanging like a rubberband to the beat
Your pulse and it's entwined
Eyes roll back
Soul reaches forward towards the intangible, led by the harmony
Forward momentum
Forever, in these few seconds
Eternal, just for now
So close to escaping
Monday, October 18, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Thirtieth Thought
I can feel winter creeping up
It's not quite here, but its moving
Glowing darkness through my windows
I saw it had passed by my street,
Touched low hanging branches as it passed,
Staining leaves red and gold
Winter and I had a fight a while back
We're still fighting to be honest
I know what my complaints are:
Chilling my bones at the bus stop
Drying out my skin, leaving sore patches
What did I ever do?
It's not like I've ever stopped and asked
I know why I'm angry with winter, but why is winter angry with me?
Maybe it's because I always favored her sister, spring
Despite the fact I'm practically allergic to her
Maybe she's pushing me
Like those teachers you thought hated you back in school
But really they were just frustrated, because they saw squandered potential
Maybe there's something I'm not doing
It's not quite here, but its moving
Glowing darkness through my windows
I saw it had passed by my street,
Touched low hanging branches as it passed,
Staining leaves red and gold
Winter and I had a fight a while back
We're still fighting to be honest
I know what my complaints are:
Chilling my bones at the bus stop
Drying out my skin, leaving sore patches
What did I ever do?
It's not like I've ever stopped and asked
I know why I'm angry with winter, but why is winter angry with me?
Maybe it's because I always favored her sister, spring
Despite the fact I'm practically allergic to her
Maybe she's pushing me
Like those teachers you thought hated you back in school
But really they were just frustrated, because they saw squandered potential
Maybe there's something I'm not doing
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Twenty-Ninth Thought
Searching for myself
Inside someone else
I’ve been told, by a birdie that’s what I do
If I’m a cat should I eat the bird and shut it up?
I’ve been told three things are gained, three needs met in any relationship
Affection
Inclusion
Power
The first two appeal to me the most
The first the most
Want a deep bond, a strong passion, an unshakable trust
But impatience resides within thin veins
Waiting is for the patient, a wise woman once said
So this cat paces
This cat, without a tail, but many tales
This cat without whiskers, but a five o clock shadow
No claws but sharp nails
No fur but closely cropped hair
Hair that once grew long, but tamed with searing heat, now tamed with firming goop
Eyes set on possibilities, not one but a few,
No longer is the feeling of security here
Left enough times that backups just seem to be second nature
Inside someone else
I’ve been told, by a birdie that’s what I do
If I’m a cat should I eat the bird and shut it up?
I’ve been told three things are gained, three needs met in any relationship
Affection
Inclusion
Power
The first two appeal to me the most
The first the most
Want a deep bond, a strong passion, an unshakable trust
But impatience resides within thin veins
Waiting is for the patient, a wise woman once said
So this cat paces
This cat, without a tail, but many tales
This cat without whiskers, but a five o clock shadow
No claws but sharp nails
No fur but closely cropped hair
Hair that once grew long, but tamed with searing heat, now tamed with firming goop
Eyes set on possibilities, not one but a few,
No longer is the feeling of security here
Left enough times that backups just seem to be second nature
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