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Today, I triumphed...

May. 15th, 2009 | 01:32 am

Today, I triumphed over evil in a gamble for life and death on the literally storming seas. We scrambled and chased, and screamed and panicked. But in the end, all that is decent and good prevailed.

And I walked away with a Murder Afloat totebag.

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Today, I said...

May. 12th, 2009 | 02:17 am

Today, I said, "I love you,"
Let it blow into the breeze.

Tomorrow, I'll hear, "I love you, too;"
Let love find me in ghostly whispers.

Only in the darkness,
In the secret,
Subtle,
Implied words
Can I find love.

Longing gazes,
Longer touches...

The poisonous phrases of friendship
Freeze us firmly into place.

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Today, I sang...

May. 9th, 2009 | 11:05 pm

Today, I sang a song of hope and glory and love and faith, only to find that I had lost my voice. So instead, I settled  for merely mouthing along with the words, and that was good enough for me.

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Today, I dreampt...

May. 9th, 2009 | 01:19 am

Today, I dreampt of a child. One that had fallen, and couldn't, wouldn't, climb back up. He'd been so beaten down, so bitter, so jaded. A child! One that hadn't yet lived, and yet had lived too much, too long for someone so young. I dreampt that he needed me. I dreampt that he begged to me. I dreampt that he couldn't, that he wouldn't, but that he should. But that I should. I dreampt that he needed me, and I tried. I dreampt that he spoke to me, and that I tried to speak to him too. And nothing. No air from my lungs, no breath for my words, and so he fell, and fell, and fell.

I dreampt that he needed me. I dreampt that I tried.

I dream of a boy who falls. And falls,
   and falls,
      and falls,
         and
      never stops
         falling.

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Today, I forged...

May. 8th, 2009 | 02:56 am

Today, I forged through my day with every ounce of strength I could spare. I toiled, and tasted, and tested, and finally tumbled, fatigued, into my house to find comfort, and family, and what's so easily known.

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Today, I found...

May. 6th, 2009 | 02:04 am

Today, I found love. Love in a moth that flew in my door and lived on my floor and died by my side. Smeared across the sheets like so many specs of dirt. Its faltering flight is a search for light, and a metaphor for human life. Like us, another will come and another will go, over and over, night after night, in their communal search for something more, something better than what they have, only to find that "something more" is more than what they wanted.

I found myself today. I found the world today. I found life today in a little dead moth that lost its way.

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