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read well. live well. love well.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

"i'm always ready to go."

since you went
away
my heart
is forced to
find a new place

where is it?
how many miles?
Oh, you measure in Kilometers?

does it matter?

I've found a new place
sometimes when this
place gets kind of empty
I think about
how I've heard this all
before
in a song
about leaving,
staying,
being-in-the-world
with someone else
and playing
in fields
shooting stars
etc.

Let's watch the stars like
we used to...
our new places can wait.
they can whisper to us in
the night.
we can listen together
and make out the
words
and wish that we knew
what we wanted

maybe, these places
we'll go
we can go together
we don't have to leave
each
place
and pretend
to not miss what
we miss.

Stop, looking.
I'm here,
waiting.

Monday, May 12, 2008

when I really miss her, she seems really far away.



He said he loved you
and you believed him

then you flew
around the world
... and became
what he wanted.

then you let him go.
and he believed you.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

magnetism


"we build something, they blow it up."

some things (quickly) about the world, poetry, sleeplessness

... "a girl named Amber walked across a room
and everything became a new-made poem."
..."and after her, poetry overexposed."


this is my favorite one:
"SO BRIGHT the heart opening
with a slam."

what happens when your heart opens?

and what happens If it likes to SLAM into things
and then you get in trouble because it gets too good at it
and it slams against pillars then buildings fall
and it bangs against those indie kids that like to rock out with their whatevers out
not singing along but playing a long in the game of "cool" and "uncool"

.... what if, it stays BRIGHT? and you smile too much? and you're sleeplessness comes from all of the BRIGHTNESS and you just can't get away
IT's not like you want to anyway. Because you can't.
Because you are too busy, slamming into things.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

the history of cpr or me with you


I should be writing about Cambodia.

you were

developed to
heal and treat
my body
from the sudden
onset of chaotic
electrical
activity


you had

originally intended
to preserve life,
restore health,
relieve, and preserve
an electrical line

an electrical line
is a shockwave of
pluses and minuses
that gets somehow
lost in all of
the magnetics
in the constant
pull and pushing
of those opposing
poles

but, don't you get it?
I want you
My +/-
okay, you pull. I'll pull

you only
serve to
sustain me
as I pull

I sing
+'s
-'s

This is me with you.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

stuff written on walls




I want to be a radio DJ.
I want to write a novel
I want to play the cow bell in a rock and roll band.

oh, go stare at walls
oh, go jump in a lake

love. love. love. love. love.

about me

I woke up this morning with Echo and the Bunnymen doing a number in my head. They played and I yawned. They played "Under the Milky way Tonight."

I listened. The lyrics go:
I got no time for private consultation,
under the milky way tonight.
wish I knew what you were looking for
might have known what you would find.

My day usually begins like this. There's always a tune doing a number in my head. Sometimes it's a good tune like "Under the Milky way Tonight" or "Spanish Bombs." But, most of the time, it gets pretty embarrassing. Most of the time, songs like "I Wanna Know What Love is" or "I Can't Hurry Love" play and wake me up. They stay for the whole day. They hold on for dear life like I am a sinking ship or something. They play and go around and around. Imagine, doing groceries and hearing the lyrics to a Foreigner tune:
Now this mountain I must climb
Feels like a world upon my shoulders
I through the clouds I see love shine
It keeps me warm as life grows colder

Oh, and your in the dairy aisle. You're shopping for cheese. Then you realize that things can't get any better because you are shopping for cheese and you're listening to Foreigner.
And it goes around and comes around. Okay, this is not a JT reference. Although, in all fairness, he is pretty hot and yes, I am jealous of Scarlett Johansson in that video where he kisses her and she pretends not to like it!

More about me...
I dig movies. And, chocolate everything. I like icecream; vanilla is my favorite!
And, I twirl my hair when I am nervous. I am doing this now. Maybe, I am a little nervous. Maybe, it's all the coffee or the Keso ice cream?

Wait, what about me?
What I mean to say is "I dig music." Because, without it; there'd be nothing to wake up to.
I can't even imagine a world without music. I listen to all kinds.
I can be pretty pretentious about it. But, if you ask me, there's no such thing as bad music. There's just noise.

And, no one likes waking up to noise. I like to ease into noise with music. So, I guess this is my point. Music eases me into life.