cdlxxxiv. pastures

December 2, 2006

laboring over goodbyes always felt trite, so forgive the brevity of this partial ending, partial forgetting. please queue at creating patterns. this is the end, my friends. comments are appreciated.


cdlxxxiii. i will be an archive

November 23, 2006

until further notice.


cdlxxxii. being heavy

October 19, 2006

writing is a way to bring the words heavily onto the page slightly nervous from their birth.


cdlxxxi. where it starts

October 18, 2006

the way one goes nowhere important. your voice is so vibrant, like a child’s, taking words for the playthings they are. from nowhere but the sky you see daily, the beginnings come circling like birds.


cdlxxx. in the dream

October 17, 2006

i buried my heart in a patch of dirt, in the middle of a sun-scorched field, left it there, never to return.


cdlxxix. memory

October 16, 2006

you don’t know how to make up for it.


cdlxxviii. fluidity

October 15, 2006

time is the water that flows from you, meaningless, washing away the memory of another day. you are alive miraculously, with less things than needed, the hands you dirtied in living your own.


cdlxxvii. evening

October 14, 2006

when evening comes, we take our glasses, break them, sweep up the shards to break them again tomorrow.


cdlxxvi. silent words

October 13, 2006

darting in the sun like needles of rain.


cdlxxv. where is your mind in this?

October 12, 2006

if you are lucky, it is nowhere to be found. just somewhere infinite with all the bellies thrown together. one bone-cracking noise breaks clearly through and no one there to listen.