Anonymous people are silly. There is never a reason to not show yourself. If you think/see/feel something, own it.
This sinuous pressure. Like an ocean in a teakettle.
You can here it screaming, but what is it asking.
This languished voice, believing nothing is better than anything.
You could never tell. Left on a crumb trail.
Wheat pancakes with lemon and glee.
Sometimes twice a day.
Roll up your sleeves
Taste the black ink like it’s
A last lovers kiss.
Feeding on the exhale
Of prior thought.
I am reading a new horizon.
Not sure if I am moving at all
If I was asleep or dead.
DateFlightDeparture/ArrivalTue Nov 151213
Depart LAS VEGAS NV (LAS) at 07:10 AMArrive in PORTLAND OR (PDX) at 09:35 AMTravel Time 2 hrs 25 mins Mon Nov 211244
Depart PORTLAND OR (PDX) at 7:10 PMArrive in LAS VEGAS NV (LAS) at 9:15 PMTravel Time 2 hrs 5 mins
It’s finally happening.
Renting a bike and bummin’ around Portland for a week.
No plans, just museums, bookstores, and coffee.
*Trembling with excitement.
Next, Seattle in the spring. : )
stepping into a jenut film
i can smell your hair
sweat and smoke
i can feel the looms labor
soft and secure
i can think
beauty and reprise
somewhere within reason
but beyond possibility
fantasy and hope.
Remember that one time,
Like my feet can feel the tide halt.
Anchor down, I know where I want to be.
I should be on Skype eating this yogurt with someone.
instead of staring at Dil, stare at me.