Short Entries on a Long Journey

Inertia pulls me to you

Stop and I’ll stop so fast

Fast as paint dries at night.

It’s hard to unwind when

The ties that bind I can’t find

With my human eye.

2 days ago

She fell.
She stepped back into the grass to look at her 2-year-old car fresh with graffiti and she stumbled on her 4-inch wedge hard on her feet and she was pulled down by her 25-pound school bag full of work.
She lay there, limbs askew, facing the road next to the drive way.
She lay there, crying, feeling the pain of her desire for approval.
She lay there, helpless, realizing her life for what it was.

So you’ll be here, right?

I long for your dark locks of hair, crimson as the blood pouring from you

No te cortas, amor

Why must you scare me so?

And in my car

You’ll tell me, “Don’t do it”

But you’ve done it a thousand times

Pain disappears eventually

Well thank you, you promised me because you care I care

So be here and the only thing we’ll shed is our fears.

It’s scary

Life sucks like winter takes the moisture

from my yellow ugly face.

I have to learn to hope but

I always want more and it’s hard

To see fun in hot orange flames

When all flames just burn away.

I’m broken and cold as light will shine

Around me in a new way.

Maybe it’s okay.

Maybe it’s not so awful or such a nuisance.

Maybe sometimes. It must be okay.

I want more. I’m frozen.

Life sucks like summer extracts moisture

from my yellow ugly face.

It’s scary.

I know him

I know that he’s a flightless bird sitting atop that big safe tree.

He’s scared of falling off and hitting the cold hard ground.

I also know that he’s not a flightless bird.

One day he’ll have the courage to jump off that tree

And he’ll soar across the sky

And as he glides through the air he’ll say thank goodness

Thank goodness I jumped.