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Nov 18, 2006 01:17


the end of the road brings with it an inevitable bitterness. hijacked by the nonnegotiable, curtailment cutting in before any hope for clarity or restoration could take shape. there are no breaths to steal when inhalation is measured out by the hands of another. this distance could not be farther, but your seismic pressure sits full-force on my ( Read more... )

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zenforfilm January 21 2007, 07:59:05 UTC
as always, you craft your painful words into stories of such precision and poetry. looking forward to more.

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nil_by_mouth February 1 2007, 00:29:42 UTC
once in a while the stone bleeds and the words come - i miss the release, but it has gone.

as an aside, i was in new york a few months ago for a couple of days. i thought long and hard about knocking on your door, in case there was time/inclination for a cup, but you were laying low at the time and it didn't feel right. i should have knocked...at the very least.

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zenforfilm February 1 2007, 00:56:14 UTC
you should have knocked ... at the very least. next time, don't hesitate.

i am about to make my exit from here, perhaps lay low again. but i know what it is that brings me back here time and again. this is a distraction and an obsession, that keeps me from being here, this other place. i am drawn to the pain of others. as much as i like being anonymous here, i really don't. for me it becomes too much of an investment. it makes me feel a little less confused but i think i prefer to 'bleed' alone. here, we will always remain strangers. i have become too of a stranger to my own little life that this i can do without, have to do without.
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just one of those nights.

be well ali.

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surprise _______nuncora January 21 2007, 13:47:54 UTC
it's always good to find your words.

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Re: surprise nil_by_mouth February 1 2007, 00:20:58 UTC
thank you.
x

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glassstacker January 22 2007, 13:26:50 UTC
Be safe, old Friend.

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nil_by_mouth February 1 2007, 00:22:28 UTC
Cheers, Mr. K.
I wonder what cross-trable conversation would bring us these days.
How are 'things'?

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glassstacker February 1 2007, 02:02:39 UTC
Cheers, Sir. =)
I'm sure we could find a thing or five to talk about. =)

And, things are just things. I'm beginning to think my destiny is to remain at least slightly disturbed on a ritual basis about one thing or the other. If I ever did actually find true happiness in some form it would probably shock the hell out of everybody, me included. ;)

Take care of yourself, Mister.

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nil_by_mouth February 1 2007, 00:23:30 UTC
That's kind of how it works around these parts, no?
(thank you).

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aerodrome1 March 11 2007, 00:14:48 UTC
I hope your spring is beginning well...

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