Sep 15, 2004 20:37
What is it that moves me to flame... to light a candle as I read, or to light match after match, cigarette fully glowing. I never smoke. Never as in only when I drink... which as of late has not been much, my bottle of vodka sitting in the freezer... full of backwash and sweet and sour mix. Lovely.
I have been told that someone once looked at my candle-lit face and loved me. Maybe I was looking into his eyes... but more likely my gaze was upon something else... removing my mind from the burden of feeling undeserving. Many nights have passed since I have known...
Where is the middle of all this? The half way point between desire... touching on lust.. art, painting, writing, dancing, feeling, music, soft pillows and blankets, wine... and phyiscs, math, chemistry, packaging, boxes.... mad science of lumber! Holy hell... maybe its in me.
This is what I am?
Well one thing I do know... an absolute before the hours of sleep take me under, is that I love these songs. All the while flowing through with my red blood, my core connects with my mind and internal achievements can reach higher than just breathing.
Jeff Buckley- "Hallelujah"
David Gray- "Please Forgive Me"
Broken Social Scene- "Lover's Spit" ... and many more.