“You’re a very small drop in the middle of a big sea
Of high and mighty things
Your fascination for larger than life
Your brand new appetite
As though we’d invented it
And we danced......”
-Leatherface
I love snow storms
That cover all the rough edges and adrenaline
With a soft blanket.
A hug
That whispers in your ear,
“Shhhh.....it will be all right.
It’s just one day.
(Cozy blankets and hot cocoa)
One brief day.
So simple. Come on, we can do this.
Just stop.
Shhhhhhhhh...”
I have a map on my wall of the whole world.
I like to look at it and think of all the people
I barely talk to anymore
And feel their company.
Just knowing that they are there.
I have a bucket list
It’s got a lot of stuff on it
But if I’m really honest,
I know I’ll barely get to any of it
I used to live in a dizzy city
With strobe lights everywhere
And people always up to everything
All the time
They never stopped
They shrugged off the whispering hug of the snow
And trampled it into puddles of slush
So quickly.
Making things happen. Counting their money.
I always wondered what it would take
For them to stop, to not be restless and counting
For just one fucking day
And then I found out what it took
And that was even more terrifying
But also uplifting
I loved war films
Things always mattered,
Everything was on the line.
All the petty bullshit burned away
Until nothing was left but truth as the music swelled.
I wanted to be essential but I didn’t know how
Though I threw myself this way and that
And lived, and loved
And was inspired and awed,
And took risks,
And chickened out
And started things
And left many unfinished.
I believed, and then I didn’t, and then I did. (Some of the time)
So many bright stars
I willingly fell into obscurity
bright stars dimmed
lost,
but then found.
I found my place
My own warm place
Not fancy, but warm
I always wondered what it would take
To stop them from counting,
To stop me from wandering
And false starting
I think now I know
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Barely jable to keep my eyes open
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Crawling across $-29;$;-+/;+’ the floor
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Finished.
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