artpie

this dealing with other human beings gets hard sometimes... somedays I wake my self from that dark night and find before me a world that is more sublime and beautiful than I could ever hope to dream... and then there are the days when I open my eyes onto a reaility stumbling at that edge when every surface crack fissures its way to the core... my fingers feel thick and clumsy... the objects I try to pick up fall easily from their stupid grasp... more things tumble from their perch as I turn to look at them... a mirror sqews its self into another vision as I reach to make it stare at me... hours become a single breath and the road that unravels beneath me lengthens with my speed... so I hurry up to be late... hurry up and wait... wait... to not see what I need to see... falling into routine... into rut...into some sense of weight... weight... weight falls away and I feel the crush of nothing again... and then I break one last thing... something so dear that it shatters easily in the rain of brutish words thrown from our mouths like sobbing stones... sharp little pebbles of disappointment... in our selves... they cut into the soles of our feet as we walk over them towards everything we fear... some days...


blah,, blah, blah... ok, sometimes I just gotta spew this shit out... maybe so I can get over it and not take my own shit too seriously...... Wheeeww!...OK....well then...How was your day Dear?....

right then... how bout a bit o the daily brain mumble...
maybe this'll explain things a little
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was that a wink
or just you
being dreamy eyed
and fluttering away the sleep

was that a touch
or just you
being accidental
because we've always been so close

was that an invitation
or just you
settling into a place
of vulnerable comfort

was that a gift of nurture
or just you
feeding a hunger
so like your own