fraying

here is the point
where the fraying ropes
meet-- bisected for a moment
by a lone hair
hanging in the aquamarine
hush.

in the aquamarine hush
my body trying to catch
closer. how do you run
while lying still?
street light cuts in
through 2 missing slats. the blinds
see more than the cold sheets.

sheets of vapor layer
into a fog where lies escape
untouched, like schooners
sailing without a lighthouse--
parting water with their hollow
hulls, and where
is the point?

happy-go-lucky

tender film with a lead that warms up to you as the story unfolds. the funniest and most heart-breaking parts occur during poppy's driving lesson's with scott. the parallel between his suffering and her student's difficulties at school was an interesting and subtle way to show the importance of someone like poppy-- someone who posses that attitude towards life and believes change can occur. overall, an accurate portrayal of an average life lived in a not-so-average way. not sure what role the youngest sister played in the movie, though.

disparate

this green light glows steady
this green light blinks on
this green light jitters nervous
all through the dawn.

11:31, a description

diction changed when the person did.

the cat's claws chasing the screen-- sped the cursor on, fleeing for its life. into the future it went-- content to muse
on the past. ignore the present.

the words exchanged inter-state.

some music.

eyes closing to open up real wide.

this experiment, a collision of gnats.
the uncertainty principle of gnats.

sorry to have dragged you into this, mr. heisenberg.

white teeth- zadie smith

And there should be nothing to worry about and there is nothing to worry about, except maybe that outside in the streets it is cold packed on cold, even the dogshit has crystallized, there is the first suggestion of ice on the windscreens and Clara has been in that house through the winters. She knows what it means. Oh, wonderfully bright at 6:00 a.m., yes, wonderfully clear for an hour. But the shorter the days, the longer the nights, the darker the house, the easier it is, the easier it is, the easier it is, to mistake a shadow for the writing on the wall, the sound of overland footsteps for the distant crack of thunder, and the midnight chime of a New Year clock for the bell that tolls for the end of the world.

tiny feelings

two gentle paws and the warm breath of an animal finally out of hiding-- the way something so fleeting can so quickly reassure

overhearing an exuberant and familiar voice spout unfamiliar plans-- realizing the reassuring is not immune to fleeing or fragility

now chilled skin where touch just left. a man asked me today, "is it snowing?"

playing catch up

i had a scary realization when trying to decide when to visit a friend in arkon, the coldest place on earth. knowing my schedule from now to august is pretty packed, i told her september or october would probably work well for a visit. it wasn't until i reread the sentence, and october jumped out screaming, "i have the potential to be very cold!"

my brain hasn't totally processed that it's summer, let alone that winter will inevitably return again. i think all i do in this blog is muse about the passage of time, but if it's supposed to be a reflection of my thoughts, that's about right.

so time's been flying by in a constructive, productive, fun-filled way by doing the following:

-signing a lease on a new place; the first floor of a house with a backyard and front stoop for not a penny more than we're paying currently and many steps closer to the el.

-picking up advanced reader's copies of books for free at annual conference in anaheim.

-finding out way more than is probably professional advisable about the sex lives of my coworkers over dinner.

-listening to new music like foals (who bloc party wanted to be but never will be)

-getting knocked by a cab on my bike

-addressing wedding invitations for a friend's wedding

-spending $200 on music tickets

-starting fiddle lessons

-bike riding and beach riding

-watching movies and not really watching movies

-being thankful; in comparison to last winter, it all seems too easy.