Apr 20, 2005 11:02
some stuff that i was reading that i liked take some time and read them over they're not too shaby:
the miracle is the shortest time
you know
it was very good
it was
better than
anything
it was like
something
we could
pick up
hold
look at
and then laugh
about.
we were on the
moon
we were in the
god damned moon,
we had it
we were in the garden
we were in the
endless pit
never such a place
as that
it was deep
and
it was light
and
it was high
it got so near
to insanity
we laughed so
hard
your laughter
and
mine
I remember when
your eyes
said love
loudly
now
as these walls
so quietly
shift.
Walker
When I no longer have your heart
I will not request your body
your presence
or even your polite conversation.
I will go away to a far country
separated from you by the sea
- on which I cannot walk -
and refrain even from sending
letters
describing my pain.
the puzzle
my neighbour is a nice guy but he utterly
confounds me:
he gets up very early in the morning, goes
to work;
his wife works, they have two lovely
children;
he is home in the evening, I sometimes see
the children, briefly see the
wife;
by 9 p.m. all the lights in their house are
out;
and his days repeat themselves like this;
he seems a fairly intelligent man
in his early 30's;
the only explanation for his
routine is that he must
enjoy his
work
believe in
God,
sex,
family.
I don't know why
but over there
I always expect some windows to break suddenly
I expect to hear some screams
hear obscene language
see lights at 3 a.m.
see
flying bottles
but for 5 years now
his routine has remained the
same
so
I take care of these other
things for
him
which
I don't think his wife
appreciates:
"Hank, I could have
called the cops
many times but
I haven't."
sometimes
I'd like to call the
cops on them
but I don't think the cops
would understand my
complaint
their red lights flashing,
white-faced in
dark blue:
"Sir, there's no
law
against what they
are
doing ..."
oh, yes
there are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realize this
and most often
when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than
too late.
I'm Really Very Fond
I'm really very fond of you,
he said.
I don't like fond.
It sounds like something
you would tell a dog.
Give me love,
or nothing.
Throw your fond in a pond,
I said.
But what I felt for him
was also warm, frisky,
moist-mouthed,
eager,
and could swim away
if forced to do so.
enjoy :-P :-)
*mer