i'm not sure what's gotten into me but i havent be able to write a coherent piece in a long time. i'll start with an idea and then it fizzles out and lead no where imparticular and then i end up going off on a completely random tangent.
everything has been very ... free versy as of late.


i'm not quite sure what it all implies.
but really when am i ever?











___________________________________ A pang. A thought. A glimmer.


here are words for when you find you can not find your own.
for when your tongue is trapped between your teeth, your lips pursed tight.
your breath held.

here is is grace, for when you find yourself faltering.
align your chin with the nearest star, and follow it.
head high.

here is a a song to sing you to sleep on nights when silence stings your ears.
it was the first song you heard.
it began when you did.
it plays for you. its never stopped.


remember this. remember the man that ran from home? so far. he ran until his feet bled, until his muscles cried. he ran across the vastness of it all, the earth and seas and mountains the plains. he stopped only to scatter pieces of himself by the wayside as to lighten his load.
he thought only of the distance.
and how to get as much of it as he could.
and he did.
until.
he found that he'd circled the earth quite entirely
and landed exactly at his own front door.



here, take this, it is my gratitude
for days when you go unnoticed
forever i am thankful


and this, this is humility for when you're pride is shattered
it lays in pieces at your feet but such is life
so brush it away and now without it you have nothing to preserve
now you can laugh again.


here is a sparkle. i saw it in you and i took it for myself
it glimmered in the light, it rested just behind your ear and you didn't see it.
so i took it and kept it and buried it within myself
and i've had it all this time.
but it was never mine to keep.
it doesn't shine for me like i thought it would.