Too much
Too much 8/23/07 I suppose I am demanding I suppose I ask too much I don’t have infinite patience to ask that of me is definitely asking too much Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Two
mneme's comment that I have a "steadfast, constant love" inspired me to write about my predicament. I have two, and I'm right on the cusp of choosing between the two of them. Two 8/23/07 I have two steadfast constant loves one speaks my language appears in the knick of time I relax in his arms I am... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, August 20, 2007
My love
This is a bit.. I dunno.. sub-par but here it is. My love 8/20/07 my love is not casual my love is deadly serious my love does not walk in and out of bars looking for fly by night romance my love is intense and ever-present not for the faint of heart it can overwhelm my love is embodied in long deep... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
The Fool
The Fool 8/18/07 I am certainly the fool I refused to see the pitfalls before me I am too entranced with the sky the endless pools of your brown eyes the warmth of your hands remembered glances I did not see the cliff the void yawning beneath my feet how can I ever be the fool again can I ever trust... Sign in to see full entry.
The chase
The chase 8/18/07 I can’t chase someone who does not want to be chased or caught Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Beautiful tragedy
Beautiful tragedy 8/18/07 I suppose I should have expected beautiful tragedy passion like ours only exists in the mind and in the quickened pulse the yearning never satiated it burns because the grass is always greener we are searchers looking out beyond the horizon but never reaching too far out of... Sign in to see full entry.
Cupid and Psyche
I used to see a picture of a beautiful dead young man, and a lone woman weeping over him, in my mind when I was a little girl. I don't know where it came from, a dream or something I'd seen, but I've seen resonances of it in the myth of Cupid and Psyche, and in opera. It crosses my mind... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, August 17, 2007
Boy
Boy 8/16/07 you’re little more than a little boy scared of the dark frantically hanging onto the thin air and fragile flame of a love long gone stale. Sign in to see full entry.
This little poet
This little poet 8/16/07 this little poet is hiding from everyone and waiting for you to find her she’ll never be found you’ve left her in a hole playing hide and seek no one will ever know the full story the biography will never be written you abandoned her chose banality over passion and the... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Poet
Poet 8/16/07 my poet is missing he was lost a long time ago time, people, busy work, whatever they all stole him he hasn’t written any poems for me no advances given for writing about me not fashionable, no demand for that shit grabbing for the low-hanging fruit does he write poems for Her Blandness... Sign in to see full entry.