twenty-six

Ask her how she got here and she will smile and laugh and look down in her glass. Two things she's good at: drinking and keeping secrets. In the melting ice cubes she sees the past.

the walk

Since my words aren't flowing, I'll borrow these.
Yup, that's about right.

I really need to start writing again.

faith

If my faith was (is) based in fear
then I had (have) no faith at all.

"The individual person is responsible for living his own life and for finding himself. If he persists in shifting his responsibility to somebody else, he fails to find out the meaning of his own existence.” -Thomas Merton

soul-searching

12:36am

Stream of consciousness, words and thoughts.
Nothing removed for truth lives here.
I adore and love and that is all.
Fuck time-tables and biological clocks
and logic and reason and what-I-should-do.
Fuck that, and fuck you too.
I love him, at least that much is true.

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A near paralytic in this absence of light
I lost my eyes, and fell through the dark