one leaves
one stays
solitude comes to me
rapping its knuckles on the window pane
wants inviting in
maybe clarity is waiting by the back door
won't enter til it knows i am alone
still those things most present are those that are absent
::trust is risk masquerading as a promise::
can i trust that alone is not just another word for disconnection?
daring to stop and confront the silence so that it might console the mess of words, so many of which i'm too afraid to speak, and the things beyond words that are swirling beneath...
::Here:: is where the soul's need for solitudinal reflection and the heart's fear of aloneness converge
in the meantime, as i stumble toward clarity and articulation of what matters most right now, this has been the song of the week and gives voice to the frustration...if i could put it into words i wouldn't fear it half as much. in the writing down there is an affirmation of living. i voice, therefore i am. is that true if no one is listening? why do i need the ear anOther for it to make sense? to matter?
a blog. a name whispered into the dark when nobody's there. prayer.
is any one of these things not like the other?
::HOLD ON TO NOTHING::
Hold on to nothing
Hold on to coldest steel
It chills you down inside
When you see just what is real
Paste it up and tear it down
Move it on along the rushing road
Seventeen fahrenheit
Feel the winter grow
There's nowhere to write it
There's nowhere to write it
There's nowhere to write it down
There's nowhere to write it
There's nowhere to write it
There's nowhere to write it down
Nowhere to write it down
Write it down
Step down the alley
Walking against the stony crowd
Trying not to listen
Oh but they shout so loud
Chew you up and spit you out
Crush you 'tween it's finger and it's thumb
This world in all it's anger
Oh and there's always more to come
There's nowhere to write it
There's nowhere to write it
There's nowhere to write it down
There's nowhere to write it
There's nowhere to write it
There's nowhere to write it down
Nowhere to write it down
Write it down
- David Gray, from ::Sell Sell Sell::
::Wherever you are now is Here::
LB,x
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