To Thursday
You are happening
and hip almost
weekend almost
swaggering out
of here now you
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Friday, June 11, 2010
The Possible Tree
Swallowing a santol seed, I turned to my grandfather and asked
if I would die. He laughed and said darling, santol does not kill.
It only grows into a tree with branches as thick as these –
he flexed his farmer’s arms for emphasis – sprouting out
of your ears. Now whenever words escape me or a song
bursts into a quiet chorus, a furtive finger finds its way
into both canals, checking for leaves. I wait for the world to grow
still. Long after discovering science and frailty, some of us continue
with the story and find out that every event leads to silence, all music
aspires for silence, the interior of sound is silence, already silence
is within us silent and unseen, there is a silence waiting
in an abandoned house in the field, in the shaking walls of the heart.
Swallowing a santol seed, I turned to my grandfather and asked
if I would die. He laughed and said darling, santol does not kill.
It only grows into a tree with branches as thick as these –
he flexed his farmer’s arms for emphasis – sprouting out
of your ears. Now whenever words escape me or a song
bursts into a quiet chorus, a furtive finger finds its way
into both canals, checking for leaves. I wait for the world to grow
still. Long after discovering science and frailty, some of us continue
with the story and find out that every event leads to silence, all music
aspires for silence, the interior of sound is silence, already silence
is within us silent and unseen, there is a silence waiting
in an abandoned house in the field, in the shaking walls of the heart.
Back to the Future!
If the devil is 6 then God is 7 / This monkey's gone to heaven
- Pixies
7 months and a job and a lifetime later, I find myself back. Just like that, like the prodigal son or the alcoholic dad come home or that dude from The Beach civilized and clean again in the city or Lazarus come back from the dead.
I can't quit this life/style just yet. So Jesus and Satan will have to bid some more.
- Pixies
7 months and a job and a lifetime later, I find myself back. Just like that, like the prodigal son or the alcoholic dad come home or that dude from The Beach civilized and clean again in the city or Lazarus come back from the dead.
I can't quit this life/style just yet. So Jesus and Satan will have to bid some more.
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