turning in |
if you want to sing out,
turn in.
~~~
there was a bird singing at my window today
she had been trying to get in for ages
finally i decided to pull up the blinds, open full out more than...
Posted by on Fri, 29 May 2009 01:36:00 GMT |
you are a glorious human be*ing |
To You, Glorious Human Be*ing:This is to let you know, in case you ever doubt it, that you are loved Loved LOVEDRight Now! -- always -- moment to moment and supported wholly in everything you choose t...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Apr 2009 20:54:00 GMT |
the word is YES |
You know it's true.YES,you.
Posted by on Tue, 21 Apr 2009 18:20:00 GMT |
and we are springing up |
it is the first night of springcrispy cool.something in the air.harbingers, she said.something is coming. querida madre, algo...ooooo yes.algo viene.scritch scratching the carpetto feel the palms of ...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Apr 2009 01:16:00 GMT |
f anciful violins |
so everything fell apart.piece by piece one afternoon before leaving varanasithree shocking knocks via emailand the structure fell away.and there i was, alone in my room at the hotel temple on the gan...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Feb 2009 21:50:00 GMT |
Blue Mountains Say |
A different day. I had decided that I was too tired to write. I was going to watch a movie but then this came on and I realized that it was myself speaking to myself,Thinking of speed levitch, when a...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 22:18:00 GMT |
...meditation for free people... |
i love you
you love me
it is good
not our job to judge it
narrow it
siphon it out
this is not a contract but a practice
i love you
you love me
we've practiced a long time
the rocks we cl...
Posted by on Fri, 02 May 2008 02:47:00 GMT |
love to love |
E said once that the thing that both causes us so much hurt is that we are both trying so hard to define things.
I remember the first night we were together, he was so quiet and I went c...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Mar 2008 13:20:00 GMT |
parking lot |
What if I walked
Up to you, Suit, said
Hey, how are ya, we are both
Totally human
What if
You didn’t --wouldn’t-- shrug, snicker ugly like
the bad guys in the movies who try to fa...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Feb 2008 23:20:00 GMT |
*Letting the animals out of their traps* |
Getting at the source of my discomfort with writing, the sense of dense, thick walled-inness that occurs in my stomach the moment I am supposed to turn something in to be looked at, for some sort of c...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 23:25:00 GMT |
