Wednesday, July 22, 2009

In Novella

At 1145pm i opened the pages of a Marquez novel I was to begin reading. Having devoured Life of Pi with a tiger's appetite,a still empty pit looked for more feast. Living to Tell the Tale had a "book mark" near the back pages I discovered. It was an original certificate of vital records for a woman turning 21 at midnight. Happy Birthday!! Hope u are rowdy as shit tonight.

Ian is in Cozumel for the week. I put the longest, gnarliest scratch on the side if his van when I used it to help T2 move.


me: "I feel like my life long struggle will be time management."
T2: " that's all us messengers, fool. We get stacked up with work and backed up into a corner. We become part magic, part tragic and all original!"

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

In Version

The light gets brighter
so we burn longer.
The notes strike deeper
and we play a thousand songs.

A different relationship to gravity
means your heart is in another place.

After dark
all the stars in the sky
are notes of a music box.
Wind up bird songs.
Star-plucked progressions
suggesting this could be never ending.

So when we say good-bye
I'll reply with a sigh.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

The Bhagavad-Gita

Shutting off sense
From what is outward,
Fixing the gaze
At the root of the eyebrows,
Checking the breath-stream
In and outgoing
Within the nostrils,
Holding the senses,
Holding the intellect,
Holding the mind fast,
He who seeks freedom,
Thrusts fear aside,
Thrusts aside anger
And puts off desire:
Truly that man
Is made free for ever