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i was going through some of my old poems today and i found one actually worth sharing... (from Jan/2002)
Where Are You?
close your eyes.
listen.
hear the wind
blowing through the grass,
and tossing your hair
around in circles
close your eyes.
touch.
feel the cool stone
beneath your hands,
the warm sun
lighting your face
close your eyes.
smell.
inhale the rich aroma
of leaves and wood,
breathe in that crisp breeze
passing swiftly by
open your eyes...
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phil
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heaven
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falling_alone
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it's a lot easier to think about moving when you have no concept of money.
and you create a budget, but... that doesn't really help when you don't have a sense of how much you actually make per month.
it's so easy, and exciting just to say, "yeah let's move in together" and you would rather not think of the ramifications if it didn't go so well.
but it's lonely living alone.
and i'd rather not always have to say, "well, i have my bunny" because that's just starting to sound creepy and pathetic, and it's nights like this where it feels especially pathetic.
where the only interaction i have is a bunny who is more interested in humping my arm.
and... i am getting rather tired of people telling me how far i live, goddamn, 20 minutes is not that far, but it's another world to you.
i do like where i live now, but in terms of happiness, i'm not ready to live alone. like i thought i was.
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falling_alone
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Down the hall, they sleep, or maybe like me, there's too much worry about work and sleep is not finding them so easily tonight.
I never finished painting the ceiling.
If you didn't know me, it could almost pass as intentional.
The bunny?
I hear him munching beside me. Late night dinner.
I'm resting. Cream sheets brand new, new matress pad.
The cool air is drifting through the windows tonight, the traffic hums softly at a distance.
Unconventional best friends necklace, I'm wearing the top to his bottoms set. It helps we both like women's clothing.
Sounds drift easily, I sleep lightly. The slamming of a door,
Feet pounding up the stairs, maybe a stagger or two, might aggigate any other.
I rest more fully, home safe another night.
I'm home
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