I'm waiting to leave for class and I'm really starting to feel that familiar sting of being so busy. I really hate my life when I'm like this. I feel like something has to give. School already gave a little this semester. I keep promising myself that school will never give, it will always be work, but then when it comes down to it I can't let my ( Read more... )

Lying in bed with you
with cool comfort between us
I put my hand on your chest
and appreciate
the gentle thunder
within it.

If this moment is perfect like a portrait
then this moment can be my heaven.
If this heaven is too hasty
then I’ll descend.

Perspective is passing and
heaven and hell can be the same space.
If this space is too simple
then I’ll descend.

Position is punch-drunk and
Heaven and hell are confused.
If descending is deranged
then I’ll ascend.

We’re searching for easter eggs outside.

You are lying on the couch with pain.

Laughing, we jump and roll in the grass.

You stare at the floor, scared of the future.

Later, it is dark outside and we prepare for bed.

You stroke Connie’s hair and sing Rumpelstilskin.

Everyone gathers around you like a warm fire.

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I had a night out last night and pretended that I wasn't as busy as I am. We went to the Cheesecake Factory with two of my coworkers and, of course, I had the most delicious cheesecake in the world. Yum! My favorite ( Read more... )

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I'm sitting on this couch in perfect silence, except for two crickets that I can hear just outside the window. It's deadly quiet and I find myself resisting the urge to turn on the television so I don't feel quite so lonely. Everywhere I look I see spots where something is missing ( Read more... )