something about uncertainty, the anxiousness of what is yet to come ( Read more... )

there's something about sweet tea
and the southern hospitality that follows
the wrinkly slow-drawled ladies that drink it.

they know something i don't
and i can't wait to unlock their secrets.

i catch myself thinking about you ( Read more... )

sometimes, i wish that
i could predict the obvious,
like when socks fall
from the comfort of
a freshly-laundered
fitted sheet.

one time, i
tried to write about my heart
and where it was and how i felt. only,
i didn't know what it was that i was feeling,
or if this feeling was returned.

so i let go of everything.

well,itallcameback
and let me tell you how it burns

i'll let you inside of my head.

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something about transition
something about traffic and how it sways
when flashing lights approach.
something about angels and direction.

[translated into words today, transversed in thought months ago]

rose hips and partial statements.
woke up sad,
decided to catch the sun.

it was processions & progression--
slow and sweet and bitter...
we're different now.
from our tears take root magnolias & now
we cherish the warm earth our bare feet step on

 when you take a look at what you really love,
your decisions become vividly apparent.
easy like cut-away cookies with the holiday faces.

so i should always remember what and who i love
because i don't ever want them to fall through the
little hole in my pocket.