Urg,urge's
This weeks been a week full of weird urges. I dont know what they are about either. These urges are more repeating dreams rather.
*I squat, bending at my knees,the tips of the back of my fingers touching lightly the blades of grass below me. "Bless you," is wisper lovingly. My eyes turn to the sky,where something unseen bekons me.I push off the ground,and i am soar straight ahead, out into the sky, feeling the sweet natural air swallowing my face and caressing it with the gentleness only nature has.*
*I am sitting on the slanting roof, my jacket pulled close to me as if to keep me warm, but the air already is. I am waiting for someone on this rooftop, i am waiting as the sun goes down and the stars come up. And in the fews seconds when the sun is just above the horizon and the sky dark with its bright and sparkling stars, he is there. There is sweet but sad music playing. It is unfamiliar but I know the slow steps to it. And so he and I dance. He is graceful, and I try.He doesnt notice because he is trying to read my face. We dance slowly,and when I go to put my head on his chest, he is gone. The sun is completly gone and everyone in the city below me has turned on their lights,killing all hope of seeing the stars. Yet I lay down on the roof and stare up again toward the heavens.*
Those are my urges/day dreams. I wish to push off into the sky and fly with the birds,and to also dance on a roof. I also have another urge. But that one is just because I'm weird. Actually this one is a little more like me.
*Every one is standing still on the field, awaiting the directors instruction. She starts us off and through birdland everything is normal. But during Carmalita's sola, while every body is clapping and dancing to her notes,I am running lightening fast and pulling down every body's pants. I'm finished and back to my place when she's finished,and everybody is struggling to pull up their pants,move, and play all at the same time.*
Kinda horrible I know,but just imagine it.
*I squat, bending at my knees,the tips of the back of my fingers touching lightly the blades of grass below me. "Bless you," is wisper lovingly. My eyes turn to the sky,where something unseen bekons me.I push off the ground,and i am soar straight ahead, out into the sky, feeling the sweet natural air swallowing my face and caressing it with the gentleness only nature has.*
*I am sitting on the slanting roof, my jacket pulled close to me as if to keep me warm, but the air already is. I am waiting for someone on this rooftop, i am waiting as the sun goes down and the stars come up. And in the fews seconds when the sun is just above the horizon and the sky dark with its bright and sparkling stars, he is there. There is sweet but sad music playing. It is unfamiliar but I know the slow steps to it. And so he and I dance. He is graceful, and I try.He doesnt notice because he is trying to read my face. We dance slowly,and when I go to put my head on his chest, he is gone. The sun is completly gone and everyone in the city below me has turned on their lights,killing all hope of seeing the stars. Yet I lay down on the roof and stare up again toward the heavens.*
Those are my urges/day dreams. I wish to push off into the sky and fly with the birds,and to also dance on a roof. I also have another urge. But that one is just because I'm weird. Actually this one is a little more like me.
*Every one is standing still on the field, awaiting the directors instruction. She starts us off and through birdland everything is normal. But during Carmalita's sola, while every body is clapping and dancing to her notes,I am running lightening fast and pulling down every body's pants. I'm finished and back to my place when she's finished,and everybody is struggling to pull up their pants,move, and play all at the same time.*
Kinda horrible I know,but just imagine it.