Night Still Comes

"My brain makes drugs to keep me slow,
A hilarious joke for some dead pharaoh.
But now, not even the masons know
What drug will keep night from coming." -Neko Case

Closer than a piece of paper could slip through.

Closer than the darkness that surrounds a fragment of light.

Closer than one can call comfortable.

Close enough to feel a heartbeat.

Close enough to hear the breath.

Close enough to smell the scent of skin.

Close enough to lose sleep.

Close enough to fall in.

10/15/13

You were just the last to know.

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Critical Analysis

Why do I write? Why did I write it?
Better question...why do you read it?
I am the creator. You are the voyeur.
I bleed on the page.
Are you the razor?
Some people are razors.
Some people may be the coolest razors you'll ever meet.
Either way, you end up cut.

Greek

A thunderous banquet,
   before the great purge.
Electric
   and selfish,
for body
   and mind.
Rumbling with vessels engorged and alive,
   Can I be part of that fire...
      before it dies?

http://www.elephantjournal.com/2013/10/can-we-be-lovers-not-have-sex/

Cancer (Jun 21 – Jul 22)

Thursday, Oct 3rd, 2013

• YESTERDAY
• TODAY
• TOMORROW

You have a sixth sense which enables you to tell when the tides are changing -- and you Crabs typically do this better than any other sign. You feel what's happening in your gut and can sense if something is wrong. Although your tendency now may be to say too much, rather than too little, there are some ideas which must be shared. Just do it as kindly and lovingly as possible. Making someone else feel guilty won't make the situation better. Use your superhero powers for the good of all.

What does it all mean?

Last night I dreamt that a black feather landed on my hand.
In the dream I was reclined somewhere outside, head back, eyes closed,
when the feather landed on my left hand it startled me; my eyes opened in the dream....
And then I woke up.

"Love is a blind whore with mental disease and no sense of humor." -Unknown

“A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear.”
― Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac

“My heart always timidly hides itself behind my mind. I set out to bring down stars from the sky, then, for fear of ridicule, I stop and pick little flowers of eloquence.”
― Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac

My Fellow Stranger

I went to the ocean,

I went to the sea,

I went to fill the void,

That was becoming me.

I swam out into the waves,

Nighttime darkened it all,

I went under to be tossed,

I went under to feel small.

Instead of being swallowed,

Instead of being taken down,

I was met with peacefulness,

Peace strong enough for me to drown.

"I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. " Frida Kahlo

Excerpt: "The Cooking Lesson"

"Instead, I was carried to the infirmary, where they fed me crushed ice for my ravaged tongue, and bland chicken-noodle soup with crackers that I could hardly get down. After this seizure, aside from from aching joints, aside from my burning, bitten tongue, I felt more ethereal, deeply frightening sensation, a shattering of an organ without a name. I lay there thinking of Irving swiveling his huge hips, of the flattened sandwich, of the way I'd lost my head, and I began contemplating a different path. But it is one thing to understand, and another to overcome.
In the crank-up hospital bed with its crib side panels, I sketched out a campaign of self-improvement. I made iron resolutions, swearing off the trance of flames and lies of shining convenience. I got high just thinking about hard work, climbing the corporate ladder, wearing the a blue suit in a city where no one knew who I was. But my inflamed tongue was a thick, foreign thing in my mouth, and I feared it would never be able to shape true words now that I wanted desperately to speak them." -Michael Blaine

https://thesunmagazine.org/issues/274

My first music moment for Monday

Some songs you just have to sit silent for.