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About Me



i like hands.

I AM:
tall.
mostly quiet until i feel loud.
a wanderer who finds comfort in cartography. .
easily amused and annoyed.
conscious of my faults.
disorganized.
random.
restless.
idealistic.
analytic.
creative.
historical.
indecisive.

I AM NOT:
what you think i am.
always rational.
who i used to be.
easily satisfied.
careful.

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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

people that know better than to talk to me talk on third down. or fourth quarter.
people that walk like forests and can stand in silence.
old and new.
but really... just a good soul.

and:

her.

and:
studs terkel. willie nelson. bon jovi. karl menninger. henry rollins. garrison keillor. shel silverstein.
intelligent, independent, innovative and inspiring people

My Blog

duck dive and dodge

i know the space between days that i cant hold your eyes in the cusp of the palms of my hands i echo.i know am no longer pretending  acting or trying on people.instead i am honing the body of me...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Nov 2008 22:01:00 GMT

mirrors

i think i once thoughtwe all search for our mirror: the one who will reflect onto uswho we are.with radical honesty,they point out our scars from war,stretch.marks from periods of rapid growthand dimp...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 20:24:00 GMT

transmutation of the common word

i am still learning how to let go of the wordsthat would let you knowhow far you have wanderedinto my world.because when truethoughts are spoken their weight just might be worth somethingto someoneor ...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jun 2008 17:59:00 GMT

ever.ending.story...

so please understand.your soft edgesand rough smilebring me "home"to the small placewhere clean snowand ice stormsmade the housewe shared speak silenceand sno.shoesstate the truth with every unfaithfu...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 01:07:00 GMT

sidewalks.end

all the would-a could-a's should-a'ssitting in the sunthinking about the things they would-a could-a should-a  doneall ran and hidfrom the onelittle did.that is the only shel silverstien poemi th...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 01:02:00 GMT

sacrificial lambs and saviours

i wonder(because i know better)if i willget trapped betweenthewould-a could-ashould-a's and thedid'sonly becausewords have comebetween timeand the wire linesthat (unfortunately) weighon the scale offr...
Posted by on Sun, 25 May 2008 00:19:00 GMT

on ninjas and visability

there has been a humming dinvibrating my bodydroning out the beatthat used to keepmy cadence alive.auto-pilot operationof my after hour limbsleaving all the spontaneous energyin the bodies of the chil...
Posted by on Fri, 23 May 2008 21:55:00 GMT

phantom pain

i felt it as i walked down the stairsthe sharpshooting painas if i had steppedon that piece of glass again.i actually checked,ran my hand over my soleto feel with familiar fingers...but it was not the...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 01:20:00 GMT

unattainable.

handseyesmouthhairi know that allyou wearwill neverbe mineto hold.butevery dayi crash intoyour shorei knowi would giveit all away.soft edges and soft skinsweet hands and long smileakward nothing whole...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 23:16:00 GMT

all those

All thosehalf bread wordsand dreams of contemplationleave mestillemtpyandwondering (again)aboutthe motivesof sweet handsand soft mouthsand careful boundariesi wish were brokenand laughterthat intoxica...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 01:49:00 GMT