free write, 2 minutes

because ray said to... :)

higher in the skies i can feel where my heart beats

hidden in a place where the water from my mind leaks

it's like that feeling before you peak, 

just before you're tongue can speak

and the rush is a hush that makes the sounds from your ears bleed.

so i stop to the drop of the softest pillow top

and the hum is the sum of a love that's flickering.

so i walk in the chapel and watch my coins go clinkering

and i pray for the day when the sorrows lingering

will be driven to a place 

where the dust cannot embrace 

and the taste of your face will not fade into the case,

that's closed.

so i know,

i can go,

to the open 

glass window.

and i'll sit in the silence of a round moon light

as i try to remember what those feelings felt like

with the fingers on the frets,

the strings did not forget

our song,

the one we sang

before the dawn,

it'll be gone before too long.

so just sing that story as i concede,

that life is much better when we do good deeds

when we use our words we can follow the leads

of the great minds

who came and died,

but not in vein

because then we came

to pick up the pieces and keep the legacy strong

and we'll keep on going even if we do wrong

because "no regrets" doesn't mean no mistakes

sometimes it takes losing high stakes

to know who we are and what we can do

that we are all capable to do something new

and share a light that was passed to us

if we fail to do this, our life will be a bust

just trust....

the desert

paint me a pink sky

with unruly lines

so we can sit

and watch it

together

instead of studying for finals...

words, 

definitely theirs before they even thought to pass my lips and graze those eager ears.  

words so easily spat onto a pretty piece of stationary and fed to hungry mouths in prefect lines.  

words that inspire the mind to make the body do amazing things, 

to accomplish great feats and battle great evils.  

words that comfort a worn and tattered soul, 

leaving warmth and light.  

words that move a heart to fall deeper in love.  

words, 

too many i'd say, 

but always a beautiful thing.  

if it had any meaning,  

my words, 

spun like a tightly knotted ball of yarn, 

pieces tugged from frustrations, 

pieces broken from five hundred thousand people screaming at an intersection.  

but the debris you find there, 

those rocks will grow and erode, 

creating more dust, 

mixing earthly colors, 

intoxicating nostrils, 

and still, 

i will sit with my mouth shut, 

staring at the blazing sun as my mind pulsates to the tick of time,

waiting for that perfect moment to slip that single syllable from beneath my rigid tounge.

 
why do i wait for a purpose, when life as it is began simply as it is, no eloquently sculpted mold, no brilliantly illustrated map with a bright red arrow saying "you are here."  i am a box that came complete with no instructions.  there is no more room for these poisoning inhibitions, so to the lime pits they go.  for once i'll ride on the opposite end, with my horses upside down, gliding across the placid waters, and i'll say what i think, and be what i am, and cry for all the bugs i crushed with my shoe.

the mind is a powerful thing and i feel as though my mind overpowers my heart sometimes