sparks fly upward again
so i left work early today. i had that sick stabby feeling in my stomach. besides that, something was wrong at Corporate and our work wasn't going to come in until late anyways. which means they'll prolly make us work OT tomorrow.
i had a dream last night about a boy and now i can't remember the details. something about Ohio, The Cuyahoga, high school and and friends from high school.
so on myspace they have this thing now, maybe it's always been there?, where you can list your high school and see everyone who's on myspace that went to your high school. i think i found this guy who was a grade older than me. in high school he was this cool shaved headed, loner, metal guy. he looked like a skinhead...but i don't believe he was one. he was one of those uber intelligent, intellectual, scary types. he was a smartass. he was a loner, but "cool". if this is the same guy.....he's changed. but i've changed too. i doubt many from my high school would even recognize me. in fact, i know they wouldn't.
so i sent him a message "is your last name March?". we'll see if he responds. he won't know me, that's for sure, and he'll probably be creeped out by me. (um, devil tongue photos anyone?) but nevertheless, should be interesting.....even maybe just a little.
i can't wait to be in ohio. i wish we could stay longer. i would love for us to hike through the Cuyahoga National Forest while we're there. that website doesn't do it any justice. i grew up on the Cuyahoga River. we used to go fishing down there. it was walking distance from my house. the song 'Asleep in the River' is based on that river....an Indian couple buried beneath the sand there, resurrected in the grass, life beneath the water.
ASLEEP IN THE RIVER
sparks fly upward again
our dust in spires, spin
ashes and snow in my eyes
red embers paint blackened skies
my heart froze in the river
winter water black and dead
I hide snow in my heart
and orange velvet fires in my head
blue flames dance in the wood
I'd hold them on my tongue if I could
silence is gold, and I sink
in the vastness of you, I shrink
Cuyahoga
remember us in the ground
in thick brown earth we drown
dried, broken, split our skin
green blades grow, new again
Cuyahoga
I fell asleep in the dream
in icy arms in icy streams
my eyes are open, gather moss
in deep green heaven, we’re lost
my brother lives a stone's throw from the river now. it must be nice to hear the rapids at night.
i wish mike and i could hunt for Bigfoot in the woods there behind our old house. my friend debbie swears she heard him. i know northeast ohio is a hot spot for Bigfoot these days.
could just be my friend shawn
anyways.....i'm glad to be going home for a few days