Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Wednesday, August 8th, 2012; Big as the Earth

When you're afraid of love fleeting, you're afraid of the truth. & if you're scared of the rawest value of life, you're not entirely living. But if you allow your heart to beat honesty your genes will submerge into what is known as fate. Even if that means a happy ending or death. Since I already understand & don't underestimate the big picture, could you tell me the simple truths? Like you're favorite type of ice-cream, or your favorite memory as a child, or your shoe size, or what phase of the moon fits your mood just right or the song that makes you remember seventh grade, or the first time you enjoyed the rain. I would just like to listen to some lovely stories.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Monday, August 6th, 2012; Moments in Splendor

When I'm alone, thoughts come to mind as quickly as bombs were dropped in Europe during World War II. But I have no idea how to represent them, just as they had no moral justification to take away so many stranger's heartbeats.
When I'm with others, words pour from my mouth as swiftly as a car speeding down Highway 95, fleeing justice, in which they deserved. Unlike the consequences one might be granted for doing something either right or wrong, most of the words that I speak receive nothing.
Perhaps I've forgotten how to properly communicate,
or perhaps I never knew at all.

Friday, August 3, 2012

Friday, August 3rd, 2012; Stumbling

I’ll cusp my fingers along the side of your face, underlining the corners of your jaw & stare straight into your maple leaf eyes until you think everything is all right. From my lips I’ll whisper lies into your ears so you can sleep safe tonight.But without the coating of these walls or the lock to concrete safes we keep our hearts in, nothings alright & the calumny we choke down isn't changing that. The blindfolds we put on aren't leading us to transcendence. But I'll kiss you goodnight & curl right up to your side as we sleep beside the darkness, expecting to awake to light.