Hope
06.22.07 (11:26 pm) [edit]I wrote this a couple months ago and posted it elsewhere, but I thought I'd share it here. Reading it again tonight, it still burns in me. I read this aloud at my last solo gig and I was stunned to recieve applause for it. (I've read other things where they just sit there and look at me, but I suppose that's to be expected...) An attempt to channel James Joyce through my bizarre friendship with a girl I just can't seem to stop thinking about for long.
Hope (For Abby)
"It's a belt", I say as I dive headfirst towards your chewy center. Half my time on this planet, you know so much more than I. Dipshit dinosaurs drive dangerous dildos down darkened dreams that I know full well will lead us to hell, but there is none.
I'm only sleeping yet I should be creeping because your feeping is making me reconsider the merits of the ferrets that eat my soul every time I gaze down the hole that passes for my mind when I find you there once again, so often it seems, but these dreams never seem to go away.
Too many miles, I stand upon piles of my own undoing every time I consider your magical whatever, the leather I find warmth in while gazing on your eyes, cutting me down to size six, the fixed notion I have that you are so much more than reality suggests, oh how I long for the rest.
Close the gap, take a nap. Dream.
I have hope.
posted by: LadyG (reply)
post date: 06.23.07 (3:13 am)
Very nice, I like it.