…and we’ll prophesy, even if we’re not sure at all.
the last thing we want is to not know. then, it’s as if everything we’ve done and everything we’re working for is for nought. there is nothing scarier, that knowing nothing. except for knowing everything–then we’d have to face the future with absolute certainty [...]
Monthly Archives: June 2008
consider these words as the future
we’re done, finally
god, this is breathing easy for a while. yet, leaving in the sunrise seems so pressing.
maybe i’ll breathe easier when i get back.
my heart brings out these hours
hung up in the departing, the day slides giving way to dark and night. i sit staring out a window–it’s still the afternoon. this dark comes creeping through me in the sun. i may as well be sleeping.
all around me, the shades are drawn.
our roads are drawn
…in emo-hearts, and emo-lips pressed (as in) prayer.
we are all just waiting.
we talk about sex, in the classroom
Beads of sweat collected at the small of her back. His fingertips traced over.
They both knew.
He shifted, trailing skin over skin and between–she moaned. For a moment, there was only breathlessness. He could taste her salt.
Still, they both knew.
the hours are longer that we forget
and the days longer that we remember. our hearts are faded around the edges. like an old photograph, our eyes are staring at the blur and the indiscernible wondering at the thoughts that pass by or the signs we let go; overused like our imaginations. we were blind to the words that poured through, silently. [...]
so what if we were kids?
it felt like so much more.
and we’re up in the early morning reminiscing.
…at least we talk like we always did.
the lights went out
…as i watched. i was alone in the dark.
(i should be sleeping)
through the window, i saw nothing.
even the kitchen light went dark, and my eyes were passing over brick i could not…
…see–i was waiting while my music played.