Sunday, February 21, 2010

a recent journal-excerpt (non-cohesive)

This is a human document.....................................................
my intrigue is sublime. I dream't I was a boundary. I dream't I was a parabola.
he dream't in motion.
We were starstruck, twice.

I carry Him.
the anvil. He sighs. He is a symphony of sounds, filling me with
heavy metals.
I coo. I coo.
He spoke in parables of parables.
"Oh you are heavy," I etched in lyric.
And yet, He was light.