Jun 10, 2011 02:14
The Shadow Voice
My shadow said to me:
what is the matter
Isn't the moon warm
enough for you
why do you need
the blanket of another body
Whose kiss is moss
Around the picnic tables
The bright pink hands held sandwiches
crumbled by distance. Flies crawl
over the sweet instant
You know what is in these blankets
The trees outside are bending with
children shooting guns. Leave
them alone. They are playing
games of their own.
I give water, I give clean crusts
Aren't there enough words
flowing in your veins
to keep you going.
by Margaret Atwood
saadati. :D
I got bored of watching Third Rock from the Sun. Joseph teased me about Dominick again and I can't help it, I think he is beautiful. It is the combo of such a hard body with that awkward boy face and his voice. His voic is deep, calming but you can hear that he wasn't used to talking much as a kid. He sounds more normal when his face is smiling. He doesn't seem too comfortable talking to large groups. But that's his MO...?
Maybe it is the way his eyes scan the crowd. He seems to want that connection but at the same time is nervous about it. Like he feels like he has to but realizes it is not neccesary all the time.
I want to hang out with Mr Diaz!
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