Nov 20, 2008 13:50
"it's like driving a car at night... you can never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way."
E.L. Doctorow
it feels good to be driving the car, the dim headlights lighting up piece by piece at a time. my music is smooth, and the passengers are making me smile. sometimes it smells in here, but nothing a little febreeze and fresh air wont fix.
i've been writing a lot more lately. i'm going to start posting some things.
passing the bindings that
keep these walls up
he grabs spontaneously
and talks feverently.
an imaginary room
sprouts at the tip of each
finger with everything I
touch.
the fires lit,
the books in order,
and a mill river runs behind us.