December 2011
12 posts
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I know I can’t sleep. I know I’m not meant to sleep. I know what is decided for me before the decision is made because—as I’ve said before—I am my own actuator. I am the catalyst to my own reaction, determining the outcome through a series of steps. Logic.
Undeniable and clean. Then that’s the problem… illogical functionality. A broken hinge; a squeaky...
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#72 of 1,000 Things I Love
Driving home from an unfamiliar place without worrying about directions. As long as I have my music on shuffle and my seat-warmers on, I’m golden.
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Fall back, spring forward
Do I
Deserve you?
Well, I
Demand you.
Given
To comfort
And never
Untrue.
Our worship is winsome
To all but the dim ones
With nary a ghost
Under afternoon dew.
I cannot
Relinquish
What will not
Replenish
A mightier
Flame than
I stoked and
Regrew.
Days upon days
Upon open airways
Upon blessings forthcoming
From days lacking hue.
Do I
Deserve you?
...
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Let’s start a social experiment
You and I
To determine the depths of compassion;
We will offer a hand to one
And take from another.
The one will be fully aware, while
the other retains pained ignorance.
We will watch as the one
grinds his teeth, gnawing at the nerves
Holding his grip on whatever handhold
we’ve allowed— all the while
The other is struggling...
“I am so sorry
for the staggering burden
that is loving me.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
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On letting go
What I see is a budding rose.
I walk toward it
with a gently protruding,
but all too obvious, nonetheless,
Interest.
What I touch turns to gold
And shines iridescent
and without contempt.
It revels in its own glory and
carries life on its wings
Until a gentle reminder
brings it back to solid
Ground.
What I hold onto turns to ash,
scattering in the silky wind and
returning to...
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You sense my anxiety. You know the situation just as well as I do. I watch you, day after day; your eyes have begun to glaze and your stance has slackened. The impression of a yoke dimples the skin of your shoulders, covered at all times. Unassuming.
Don’t you dare become complacent.
Must warn others.
Don’t you dare lose faith.
Must not sleep.
Take up in your right hand the reins...
You still are a beautiful fear
Lay down beside me
Stop your heart’s beat
Redefining resistance
And ignoring pleas for resumed animation
When it comes time to
Pull back the firelit drapes
And imagine existence as a new day
The
Reinvigorated sun will rise to tell a
Story of horror and anticipation
Of love and liberation;
Place / and position. One with me,
This is a fitting revival.
