(no subject)

[moonsmirror02]

i have found what you are like
the rain,

(Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields

easily the pale club of the wind
and swirled justly souls of flower strike

the air in utterable coolness

deeds of green thrilling light
with thinned

newfragile yellows

lurch and.press

-in the woods
which
stutter
and

sing

And the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,
your kiss

- ee cummings

I shouldn't listen to depressing music. It makes me too mellow, and when I get to mellow I get depressed. Terribly cyclical.

I just wish I knew what was going on. It's disheartening to be happy one moment and full of doubt the next. Well..I knew I was in trouble. It's no more than I should have expected.

It is still new to her that passion
could steer her wrong
though she went down, a thousand times
strung out
across railroad tracks, off bridges
under cars, or stiff
glass bottle still in hand, hair soft
on greasy pillows, still it is
new she cannot follow love (his
burning footsteps in blue crystal
snow) & still
come out all right.

- Diane Di Prima