Monthly Archives: October 2014

Brittle Bodies

Leaves sail across chilled concrete slabs. They rattle like etching glass. As they move, dictated by currents, become slaves to the breeze. A hollow, plastic ball tumbles; echoing the emptiness of evening. Wilting flowers, once the essence of spring, become the decay of fall. Goosebumps erupt. Teeth chatter like a lid under pressure. The weak […]

Food for Termites

I am form. I am energy. I am in a state of constant flux; changing at every fluid, infinitesimal point in time. The calories I consume fuel the fingers which transcribe thoughts. If energy is the prerequisite for life, death is simply the loss of this essential energy. If we are blessed enough to live […]

The Cost of Clarity

Feelings flow; they come in waves. Like wet clothes we tumble, and a loose shoe shows wear. A baggy shirt proves nothing. The purpose it serves us is covering a bottomless pit which sits inside our stomach.   The soul’s hole grows slowly. It swells in size while we try to hide it. Its drawn […]

The Inherent Inconsistency of Logic and the Absurd

The problem with logic is it operates in a confined space and relies on stringent definitions and rules. To know whether or not A is true or false we need to know the value of ~A and vice versa. In the case of the absurd, we cannot know the absolute value of either, so we […]

The Seasons

The lone willow waves when warm winds whisper. Her arms sway away rays embracing graced faces. These green leaves leave me in disbelief, and lead me to believe that we need to breathe more and think less. Her grounded roots wrap around rusted buckets. Perched birds chirp in perfect pitch. Summer’s heat leaps on fleeting […]

Until The Right Thing Comes Along

Nights on the porch are getting shorter. The sky is getting darker, and the metal chairs less comforting. Pillows, tea, and a fireplace make resting easy. Fingers have more flex and time becomes less noticeable. It feels good to have warmth, love, and a place to sleep. Cabin fever is the only thing to fear.

The Path We Follow

We are on a path and following the arrows, but we are not confined indefinitely by the walls erected at birth for they are made of dirt. Everyday I pick up where I left off and chip away at the misleadingly weak walls that frighten so many with the faith that my moral compass is aligned and my […]

Wednesday, 12:17 AM

I just wanted to drive around some old neighborhoods and point out houses I used to know. A lot has changed in my head over the past five years, but a large part has remained the same. It’s an uneasy feeling driving with the windows down, on a damp, fall night, after suburbia has closed […]