Sunday, December 27, 2009

A month to breathe easy

She's been gone for a month. Here and there.
And I've felt great.
Nice.
Light.
Easy.

Isn't it so interesting
like a butterfly in cocoon
How so many parts of you
that you've stuffed down
warped and distorted
for so long
just blossom back out
fresh and new
with so few tinges of regret
of any so-called "time lost"

fuck time
in all its relativity
there are real things we encounter
and must conquer in our lives
that are the solid threads of our personal stories
and when we conquer them
the most awful things we must
the reward is the lesson learned
and the part of your heart that has healed

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Thursday, December 3, 2009

She's gone...

For three weeks
She's out of town
Out of contact
In a foreign land
Without a long distance phone card

All around me is flirtation
Seduction
Women can sense it
I don't know how
Pheromones?
But they're flocking
Pouring down like rain
All around me
And all I have to do
If you'll pardon the lame metaphor
Is lower my umbrella

I asked my friend
If living an unprincipled life makes you a bad person
If it is wrong
In some kind of deep essential way

And as I watched her get in the van
And drive away
I just felt kind of sick
Free
and sick