life has been good

yes, life has been real good

I like Miller Williams now.
He just told me about
"how we try to mend
our nervous ways for nothing and drink too much

and want bad love."

do you ever feel that, by reading something that clearly explains a problem, you have solved the problem in reality? it doesn't work that way

do you ever feel unimaginably coincidental when you see some act of nature unfurling just feet away from you (a wasp crawling on leaves and petals, a puppy chasing a puppy chasing a puppy)? this is a great time of year to feel that way.

go outside

a week ago or more

I thought I'd post
about how impossibly difficult it is
to attribute appropriate gravity to the words of others.

that would have been stupid







(yesterday I breathed underwater)

waking up etc.

1. I have had a problem waking up today.My alarm cried out in vain, inside discarded jeans, into the space between the pillow and my ears. I am usually an easy wake. I'm not sure what the problem is, but I hope that it is sick of visiting me and will sneak away while I sleep tonight.
   
2. for poh-tree classs I wrote:
   From the warmth found underneath my false fur blanket
   I open my eyes.
   Unlit christmas lights hang limply, suspended by grey and mangled clumps of tape.
   Under these my shelf holds books standing shoulder to shoulder,
   or spine to spine.
   On my desk there are books stacked hastily, corners peeking over corners,
   an upwards striving diagram of lateral movement.
   Through the air float wall-muted melodies molded by some neighbor.
   Soft and electric, they move for the sunlight caged behind my blinds,
   and so do I.
3. today i thought about writing one of the 25 random things about me notes that have floodedfacebook. i have no problems with them. i didn't write it though.
4. at the Target checkout, Vitamin Water costs less than plain bottled water.
5. I may be overextended.
   
   

my mother was an engineer

i am happy to hear the breeze blow by

somewhere icy Wind slaps dry eyes

somewhere husbands beat wives unconscious with hairbrushes

somewhere charlie chaplin juggles grenades

somewhere fish swim to the torches of hungry, spearbearing men

somewhere strings hold up rows of lightbulbs

somewhere strings hold up tree stumps

i am happy to see the pink clouds scratch the great blue back of Night. 

I don't believe in you

2009 and

sometimes we pronounced the names of lovers, parted lips, drew close covers, folded arms, and put our hands between our legs. Once, we struggled with our clothing, stripped our bodies, mirror loathing, ordered coffee, drank our future with the dregs (read our futures in the dregs)

now a cloud looks like a cloud

and a hill looks like a mountain

New Year, New Life

"You send me love letters in the moon,"
The night said to the sun.
"And I leave you my answer
As tears upon the grass."

I've decided I like Rabindranath Tagore

other things I've decided today:

people can be amazing

people can treat other people very well

people can be self-powered generators of joy.

if you really think about it, a fire alarm is an amazing thing.

if you really think about it, a dead leaf is an amazing thing. 

an airport is not entirely dissimilar from a parking lot.

if you know where you are, your luggage gets noticeably lighter

if you know where you are, you've got most people beat

people can abuse boots, especially when skinny jeans are involved

people can abuse people, especially when boots and skinny jeans are involved

people can be amazing.

twinsizedbed@roanoke.va/alone

overwhelmed

sometimes,

when i move my jawbone to the left something

rushes into my ears and fills 

me with uncertainty

so

i clench it shut.

did you know

just as Manhattan was once a lush backwoods

you were full of life before you owned anything at all

folded

with the table lamp

on

she put her fingertips in the dip

under the back of her head, like a handle,

and, with her nose pressed against a muscleless arm,

she pulled her elbow to her knee

wouldn't it be nice

if the kind of light 

that squeezes through

the crack

between drawn curtains at 3am

(or so)

did not 

ex

ist 

at 

all

they're just circles

I've been told that water is the most difficult image to animate, but I've more often seen satisfactory waves and puddles than believable eyes.