.. .. "I can feel my heart beating and I can feel the weight of my life beginning to drop and I realize now why dawn is called mourning." ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------------- I used to long for love as a clear and steady state, though perhaps there is no love that does not hold the seed of something else - just as there is no steady state of the body, and no state at all without some inconsistency, some internal contradiction, some trace of weather patterns, the possibility of migration or other turbulence. Perhaps the question is simply whether love enfolds an ambivalence you can live with, or one you can't. ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------------- Some days loss, pure loss, and the longing for what's lost... for what I failed to do, grows nearly toxic in my blood. ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------------- "And we will be like 8th grade track class when they make you jump those hurdles. We'll have to crawl under, because God knows we'll never get over each other." ----------------------------------------------------------- "When we remember that we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.".
