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dosquatch But beware the open mind you keep.

Open like an umbrella, but that only separates you from what might rain in.

Open like a dredge, collecting all of the crap from the bottom.

Open like a flower, looking only to the sunny things.

Open like a book, everybody can read you but nothing new comes in.

Open like your eyes...
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marked insightful
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unhinged but the ever emerging patterns
the same pattern over and over
fills up the openness
until it burns me
like light through a magnifying glass
over focused
super concentrated


my love like an army of ants
ruined and tortured
by cruel wreckless children




Love
she didn't know i've sat at her table
starving
alone in a crowded room
watching everyone else
gorge themselves on romance
the intimate placement of hands
desperate for any little scrap
torn to pieces over and over again
in the process
my open mind yet again wondering
what it is about me
that i'm still alone
starving


is it childish
irrational
to want others to care
with out begging?


(and once again my brain deviates from the original topic to devolve into sullen aloneness. it's that time of year. time for some new_ink)
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