Every day I forget a little more about her. It appears it is that easy, yes, to let go a life that had once been so intense, so essential. Equally frightening is the vacuum here I've discovered beneath all relations. Of course their significance was always limited to the requirement of context. The context of …
Month: March 2011
Bound
I heard the news they've found the area of my life, it's circumference too. It's measurably bound, they say and my experiences countably finite. My legs are tired and my breath is in gasps, I'm still running running from the proof.
clouds
all these lonely thoughts of mine like quite friendless clouds shall float over your cities and bring dark rain to dreamy foothills long after i’m gone.
One Life 