it's 2am, why am I still up?
Yet again I manage to not sleep when I told myself I would...
I saw Cold Mountain tonight, and maybe it was because I thought it was going to be awful or maybe it was because it was shot in such a pretty place - I bet you'll never guess where they shot it...unless you know me at all...and then you'll figure it out...but in any event, I liked the movie. I thought it was well done and the acting was very good - with one or two exceptions that I can't even think of right now. Maybe I'm just being a softie tonight, cause recently I've been hyper critical of everything...who knows...
In any event, I'm trying out a bunch of new things right now, because I have the time and because certain things need to change - so I've decided that I'm going to start posting some of the stuff I've been writing (wait, what? she writes?)
So yeah...honest comments welcome...
memory meditation
we live to let
new things slit seams
into the un-creased areas
of the mind.
moments that pass,
evade the crass conception
of an ideal situation
memory of the
smoke stained breath
smiling of the Seine
is tainted
by a painted image
of holding hands
bargains made
to enjoy the
faded fascination
with what evokes
emotion
always worth
the imbalance
clarity,
the moment of reality,
that kills the motivation
pallid unclear creases
remain sensations
called-up by
sight, sound, smell
sensory (touch) stimulation
without ambiguity,
indecision,
life lacks the
necessary inspiration.