Sunday, March 28, 2010


it’s a figure of speech
tip me over and pour me out
everybody's doing a brand new dance now
come on, baby

Monday, March 22, 2010

distracted in hunt library, listening to sufjan stevens

see them
shut away neatly arranged sitting in stacks between forgotten hours
spent categori- analy- philosophiZING sculpted and laid out on pages no one's touched for years
heads bowed in prayer to all unknown founts of knowledge
poring over melodic lines
pouring over mellowed winding paths into the dank and dusty future
beauty too tragic to be summarized here: self-pity
where does youth (butter)fly away to?
cradled in careful shadows out of sunlight
blinking before (en)light(enment)
reassure me. if it was loud here along with dark
and crowded
if pressed upon not by books and intelligensia
no, by hearts beating in time
how would we be?
next time
next time

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Hooray, Spring Break soon!

And hooray also for God's perfect timing - and his really interesting sense of humor! Yeah, real funny