I'll take 'Subjects That Ache' for $1000 |
I immerse myself in things that ache me. I listen to old music that I can sing along to without thinking about what words come after the word that just bounced off my tongue. I wrap myself in empty pr... Posted by on Fri, 03 Apr 2009 05:24:00 GMT |
The Desire Of Being Heard |
I have been pondering the human desire of being heard, being understood, being able to communicate. All who have a beating heart and an active brain strive to communicate. Whether everyone is heard an... Posted by on Sat, 07 Jun 2008 11:08:00 GMT |
oh e. e., how you still say it so well. |
i carry your heart with me i carry your heart with me(i carry it inmy heart)i am never without it(anywherei go you go,my dear; and whatever is doneby only me is your doing,my darling)i fearno fat... Posted by on Sun, 09 Dec 2007 15:04:00 GMT |
I call this a gathering. |
Sometimes I gather close by- not too close though- not close enough- just near. I quite enjoy your humanness. I quite enjoy the way that you breathe...like machinery. Sometimes the hum of your inhala... Posted by on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 16:25:00 GMT |
life has changed |
I am not quite sure as to what has been happening in my life, nor what planets are squaring my moon...and I am not quite sure if knowing any of this would help any, really. I am scared that death is a... Posted by on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 06:49:00 GMT |
You remind me of home |
It is so very odd right now. Nothing really feels like home and I am not really finding a solace in anything. Nothing feels familiar or safe. Everything feels foreign and in some ways, unwelcoming. I ... Posted by on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 16:10:00 GMT |
Breathing in and out. (Or what can be called, living.) |
I am so very alive. And I wonder if this epiphany seems odd or rather contrived. Because I really know that I am alive now. I knew I was human and capable of dying before. But now, now I feel like I... Posted by on Thu, 24 May 2007 14:33:00 GMT |
Oh, this is how I imagine it all.... |
Posted by on Sun, 08 Apr 2007 10:30:00 GMT |
I am bird...not so broken |
I was a broken bird with a broken wing...and sometimes I would get a little air when I tried to fly up high...with the hopes to burn a bit from touching the sun....just to be scorched enough to leave ... Posted by on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 10:07:00 GMT |
everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt |
I just read through Jen's words, inspired partially by Vonnegut, the rest by her own heart.and I am trying to remember when everything was beautiful and nothing hurt...b/c there are many moments where... Posted by on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 05:50:00 GMT |