…that come up, early mornings.
You never know what the weather’ll be.
Author Archives: notquite
Twilight’s are gray
March 19, 2009 – 5:54 am
In The Dark
February 24, 2009 – 2:19 am
…you can see the lights flicker in circles. And wash over their faces as their eyes turn upwards.
There, is expectation. There is the night supplanted by lights and lost in the sea of washed and turned colors ebbing in the crowd of breathing and screaming and yelling and speaking beneath old, grasping branches and hanging [...]
this is the way out
February 1, 2009 – 2:34 pm
still moments stolen from you, thoughts you never saw
coming. the quiet, creeping along the edges like the little things
you whispered in cool breaths; faded ghosts, dissipating sounds
upwards and away, a hazy sheen broken. between inhalations
you see clearly, i’m standing across from you.
…in the background, the cars pass by.
and shouting.
December 5, 2008 – 7:30 pm
i told you, the moments you were breathing
were empty, left alone in spots
and colors. the greatest things you ever said
never told anything worth knowing except
the little things. you whispered, they said
everything.
settling is the lingering i wait for, never wanting
November 30, 2008 – 9:45 pm
i always waver on rainy days.
and blow in wind, like the seasons i see changing, outside my window. i hide inside the horrible weather, watching it pass by my eyes, eased by the comfort of disquiet.
There is something in this sweltering
October 26, 2008 – 10:55 am
…cold.
Something in this luscious dark. There is something, undefinable. Lost in the between, slipping between words and slept-off intentions. Something gone, like clouds and stormy weather swirling in circles, breathing gold. There is something palpable, and touchable, lost in clear skies that follow the darkest nights–tempests revealed in the clouds and cool breeze that pass [...]