I Learned Today
I learned today
that once I tortured.
But it was only silence.
I did not know.
I raked a claw of silence
across a face I loved
and left a mark
on cheeks as pale
and gently curved
and pure as drifting snow.
But it was only silence.
I did not know
that time would drag
it's rasping nails
across the itch and scar
those cheeks as
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It's just as scary when you open up your senses again and everyone has gone. How does one become invisible without being forgotten?
Like you, our dear Hannah (I would guess), and all the other creatures on earth I want to love and be loved, but how can one take when one has nothing worthy to give back. Yes, that's just one frame of mind we all have from time to time but despite our perception, it is the cause of our isolation rather than the result of it.
Reality is much crisper when one is depressed. Perhaps I can start writing again now. Destruction is just another form of creativity - Demolish a cathedral and you have created a heap of rubble. Perhaps one will win the Turner prize for it and be remembered alongside the iconic Tracy Emmin. (No cynicism or disrespect for Tracy intended, I admire her success.)
(I will continue this rambling in the darkness of my cave now. I am alone, dusk is falling, and I am about to become very drunk and drown my brain in a clarity distilled from intense emotions.)
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JKJKDFHJGFSDF JUST A JOKE PLEASE DON'T TAKE IT SERIOUSLY and stay forever.
THANKS.
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When you are famous you can write "POO!!!" in elephant dung on a stale pitta bread and sell it for ten thousand pounds.
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