jovial moon sips and
fragile fragile human beings, noisy noisy eye balls sewn together
i have arrows shooting out of my skeleton from the dance class I just experienced, a very metaphysical hour. in a tilted garage...
you never can hide what your feeling internally... it always shows, its purely readable.. smeared all over the flicker of an eye lid or the holding of a breath, in the creases of your face, IN THE DIRT BETWEEN YOUR TOESSSSSSS
Thinking about gary, a lawyer whom I work with and never had a real moment with until this afternoon ...we sat in a dark conference room and began communicating ideas about life and the universe and various religions etc. and it was gushing with a familiar, earnest, ventilation... and we met halfway, even, prone to child like idiosyncrasies with a platonic undertone. i just enjoyed those minutes.
i have arrows shooting out of my skeleton from the dance class I just experienced, a very metaphysical hour. in a tilted garage...
you never can hide what your feeling internally... it always shows, its purely readable.. smeared all over the flicker of an eye lid or the holding of a breath, in the creases of your face, IN THE DIRT BETWEEN YOUR TOESSSSSSS
Thinking about gary, a lawyer whom I work with and never had a real moment with until this afternoon ...we sat in a dark conference room and began communicating ideas about life and the universe and various religions etc. and it was gushing with a familiar, earnest, ventilation... and we met halfway, even, prone to child like idiosyncrasies with a platonic undertone. i just enjoyed those minutes.