november 2011

my E l e c t r o n i c pen

November 29, 2011
6:42

what's a day,
a ridiculous measure of time
yesterday is gone in a blink
and tomorrow's gone too, til thursday comes
yet for a child; a day is a promise
everything expanding to fill it
like learning to knit;
and a week, a week,
a week can be far-reaching; learning to divide; learning to swim;
but for me,
a day seems artificial, a construct, a necessary passage to tomorrow;
where, like a child, i await my dreams.

November 28, 2011

holidays come; they go;
it's as though they're passing through me,
or i them.

November 23, 2011
Reggie's birthday

5:12 AM

the glow from the frosted bathroom window was different, as was the hum from outside.
all of a sudden, the light being cast in that room reminded me of Christmas.
and reaching up to slide the window pane open, i remembered that indeed, alan wong was going on about snow on facebook.
it was a comforting sight i saw, streetlamps casting their now-wintery-yellow light on a marshmallow world;
the sight when electricity makes more sense, and walls are there to protect against the wind.
and coming downstairs, i flicked on the christmas lights with renewed purpose;
lighting up the snow below them, they exist now, useful, and independant of the other side of the hedge;

chew, poots, chew.

long ago, the carpenters sung:

So here I am with pockets full of good intentions
But none of them will comfort me tonight
I'm wide awake at four a.m.
Without a friend in sight
Hanging on a hope but I'm alright

I know I need to be in love
I know I've wasted too much time
I know I ask perfection of
A quite imperfect world
And fool enough to think that's what I'll find

November 05 2011

6:26: am dark.

new mexico newport beach
what's old is new again
thin breasted; shoulders down, chewing.

warm forecast