Gift
Shared suspension of belief,
bandied, postulated
and burnished
makes my life
so sweet.
"He who learns must suffer and even in our sleep the pain we cannot forget falls drop by drop upon our heart and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God."
Monday, July 25, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Saturday, July 09, 2011
Darkness at my back door crowds around the 60 watt build, keeping company with moths. When I throw the switch inside to end the glow I can hear darkness bump into the door, simple semaphore, asking me back out to look at the half moon and listen to the honda click as it cools. Just minutes later I can think of nothing to say on the phone.
Friday, July 08, 2011
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