I've stumbled into another empty room filled with empty promises.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
ridicule
I've stumbled into another empty room filled with empty promises.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
chronology
I often lose track of which foot comes next.
Stairs present the greatest challenge for me.
Mid-step, I forget how to walk, then struggle with gravity.
I pause.
Vertigo taints me.
Next door, somebody bangs the side of the TV, the frequency recalibrates, and demons scatter.
“I’m healed”, and so crutches fall.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
wisp
He stumbled along like driftwood hugging the shoreline.
Poking his head out from behind a hollowed-out, beached hunk of old-growth forest, the derelict boy dug his toes into the soaking sand. Adrift from anywhere, dragging algae along his bare ankles, he stared outwards for a sign from sea.
His swimming shorts were just like mine, only three sizes too large for his goofy mien. A top-heavy frame supported by spindly legs, had him teetering towards the reef. He wore one of those death-metal concert T’s emblazoned with gothic lettering and a sword-wielding doomsday angel, soiled with yellowed food stains and adolescent sweat.
He waded gingerly amongst the broken shells, tripping over crab carcasses and the dregs of his own confusion. He mumbled to himself: “I fucking don’t like you!”, punched the air, then bothered off like an ornery gull.
Monday, July 20, 2009
hostages
We spent the day in the sun, chasing skank squalor, trailer-trash and human detritus.
sine wave
Babies cry, drink trolleys rumble by, trash is produced, toilets are flushed.
Monday, July 6, 2009
quiet observance
It was never apparent, this hunger for reflected knowledge.
What was known, trapped between self-importance and innocence, was a curiosity for refutation: prove me wrong, thus I will thrive rightly.
It seems that vicariously absorbed wisdom, obtained by the mere proximity to an expanding mind, carries the unseen benefit of “passive enrichment”. In other words, if I care about you, then your newfound revelation - shared or not - affects me. I grow accidentally, thanks to my love for you; health is contagious where intimacy lives.