Thursday, December 10, 2009

I can't shut it out.

There are times I think I will go absolutely mad if I have to endure another day.  I wish I could hide in the night.

Monday, December 7, 2009

The Split-Second Meet-and-Fade

Sixth of November,

I saw you, and
I utterly
could not
believe it

My heart
frantically pounding
in its fragile cavity
fell out of my body and onto the ground - splattering
red

I completely froze
into non-recognition,

failing to know what to do, I was so tempted to tap on your shoulder, but

I had nothing to say,
so I lost you


Pins and Needles

It's 4:00 AM in New York, and the temperature is, not surprisingly, a December kind of subzero.

I wish I could fall asleep, but my mind is too busily trying to file away all the worries that have piled up on my desk.  I can barely stand the sound of my own voice right now - I need the quiet.

Right this moment, this world is too brutal a place for someone like me.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

"We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered." Tom Stoppard

There are times when someone else's words just fit you better than your own.