and I am
so very frightened. sometimes I pretend not to be. that is when it really seeps in, through those cracks I refuse to acknowledge. ehh - Atlas
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in some ways,
I grow. in others, I arrive at the doorstep of my most familiar mistakes, calling out to an old friend. bleh - Atlas always so quick to spout advice
like you have it all figured out. as if you know anything. as if it was all skill and no luck. my self perception is swinging back and forth a bit these days - Atlas was it smoke or fog that
descended upon the landscape, I wonder? headlights twinkling like distant stars. the sun rose & the mountains remained obscured, which I suppose was as clear of an answer as my weather app - Atlas the sunlight stuck to the rocks like
amber honey, with flavors too delicate to be preserved by anything but memory. this poem has been brought to you by "My Phone Camera Doesn't Get The Colors Right T.T" - Atlas some days it's easier
and some days it isn't. so it is, so it goes. if there is a perfect response to this sort of thing all I can say is that I haven't found it yet. eeeehh - Atlas it's still strange to think
that my life will end someday. yesterday I made banana bread. today I paced barefoot until the soles of my feet ached. these are not limitless sensations, for all that they are mundane. talking with a friend at work. turning off the lights and crawling into bed. the most extraordinary things. ho hum - Atlas and yet some part of me still curls up tightly
in the face of some trial or vulnerability, a flower flinching from the cold. I am learning how to coax those petals open one by one, to understand that it is just a frost, that we will survive. hm - Atlas saw a car burning on the side of the road.
I saw the smoke first and passed by the car later-- the firefighters had made it there and began to spray it. I watched the smoke turn from black to white. I don’t think anyone was inside the car. I hope that they’re alright. one life that will never be the same - Atlas he knelt at the altar and prayed
that he would never make the same mistake twice. I don't know why you're asking us about that, they replied. I see, he said. and the gods waited but he did not pray again. odd - Atlas |
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