Title--> -Stars-Contemplative Suicide-A Kiss-And a cup a Memories-

someone is telescoping and it sounds like the breeze at the hip of a dragon,
wo/ander like no other
midnight days that long for ways to say the things you'll sing to me

a blank white wall with windows full
and there she sits on the sill

flow to me like a tear on the cheek of nightside
draped around the death of it, wronged without, don't mend it
jump or fall feel my hand reaching
scarlet folds curves untold eyes that smile hips to hold

wrapped within the hope from your eyes
a silent bracelet that waits for your touch
and ears too soft to feel

remember when the chill was blue and the moon made love to the lake
       the time you laughed at the dead turtle's skull and seven broken bones
       to return to the time when it smelled like dirt and diesel

back in/to hillsdale
already

some quotes from break:

"Dan you can stop staring now" --me
"She's a severe hottie" --dan out of character and in a daze

"I just want some ribs" --me

"you guys are always talking about serious ideas, and then one of you will say something like 'then the pope was like, "what's the dealy yo, yo"'" --Mel

"you don't need to sit back there, sit up at one of these nice tables" --a security guard at the Augusta public library to me

"you fell in love with that girl, you freak" --me to dan concerning the 76 girl

"Cope" --Ivan to Mel while throwing a pack of cigarettes at her

"That's the best fire pit I ever dug in fifteen minutes in the dark" --me

"We're at Lowe's buying charcoal, lighter fluid, and an axe, this is awesome" --Ivan

"hahahahahahahahaha" the four of us during The Butterfly Effect, while everyone else in the theater was not laughing

"dude, they had double deuces of old english for 59 cents" --um, me i guess

"Cigs 9.99 per carton" --a billboard

"your back porch smells like pall malls and malt liquor this morning" --maybe me again

"I just worked my ass off fo dem folks, and they only give me a dollar" --IHOP waitress to me (she was a psycho)

"got tin milagrams o' moephine n some good hash from flowda" --a drug dealer

I'm here on a little daytrip to Athens (is really awesome). Daniel and I are waiting for OTC to bring some records down to the store. The break so far has been killa, Ivan and Mel are cool as a polar bear's toenails.

Highlights thus far:
1) 76 girl
2) church's chicken
3) me totally not smoking
4) dan totally making up for it
5) waffle house
6) olivia tremor control
7) basement bar(s)
8) 99 cent movie theater
9) popcorn topping
10) dan trying to dream about the 76 girl

to georgia

Let's have a story, a story of all the things that makes a story the right kind of story, the kind of story that makes you feel and squeal, laugh and cry, la-di-ya-di-ya.



a piece of paper was ripped off the corner, the caution was evaded in the center of the rim, the hair curled under the guitar pick, he felt the end: death, resurrection, whatever, it was in. So across the room they walked, no one watched, cared, or heard. The birthday comes before the anniversary, the glare before the crash, the ring under the penny (the one that was more often heads than tails). rolling loudly and that was a smile, some don' t see the break of gratefulness. Anyway, the hair stood on the cat'ss back, it fell off the fence to go climb a tree. How's that to post to post about something?

It's time for me to post to post about something.

back
caught you lookn' for the same thing

the soft feel of black and white light and contentment creeping in
to stop the tides and clear your nose and kissable eyes
a good long dream then a bad one this morning, service that engine soon
crumble the limestone under and open the door, drive, and dance

Gentle Hands VI

too late. He knew he would be, but he went anyway. His shoe was still sticky on the bottom. "Twelve extra pounds I carry all the way through the field." The back of his throat was still bitter and his stomach still threatening. He tried to kick his cane, but he could only want to. He should fall on it.

yesterday: some days the long ways need to be taken to find: midget bars and chef's special salad, "No Congregating Or Cruising Allowed", sorry about the red lights Dan, Happy Birthday Metzger, the brownies were awesome, I should've won at scrabble, but we all had fun anyway, curly fries twice

Happy birthday blog

13,533 words to date, that's about 60 pages

I am carving a Venus of Willendorf out of a salt lick.

frozen islands under a star's reflection
under a stairwell inside a building's bowels
a scarred tree from some silent car wreck
and a daughter that must say goodbye with her nose

watched In the Mood for Love for the first time last night. Beautiful, most beautiful film i've ever seen, and probably at the top of my top three films about love.

readin' Joyce's Ulysses and Pynchon's Gravity's Rainbow.