Part one.

We find spaces , in between sheets
that we've found ourselves, tangled before
in something like a half aware
half detained
space.
finding spaces we could dwell
like caves we could crawl through
no lights.
And you took these spaces in me
like water through your hands
made clay
in those spaces
crept through
like unwanted company
like cold in these cracks.
I could never see these cracks
I could never see negative spaces
and you crawl through
this matress
this comfort
and find something so unsuspecting
so wrinkled
like time in clocks that
the batteries have long since stopped working.
and we've forged rivers
when life savers never existed
and many had drown along the way
dead weight was so alive then.
Did we make it to the other side?
Did you make it?

"Understood"

Now I have always been a fan of Garrison Starr and I particularly love this song.

A little birdie told me

Someone told me
The problem with computers is that we are allowed to filter ourselves. We are allowed to think far too much on what comes out of our mouths.

I think I shall stick to writing on paper. Perhaps post some of it here.

Snow

I woke up this morning to snow flakes falling and white on the ground. Now, I live in a state where I should really just enjoy the snow and take it as it is. But I can't help this year, than to be frustrated with it. This year all together has been full of bad weather.

I think its just really hard for me to sincerely focus on the snow and to not think about the potential for yet another disastrous winter.

So instead I think of warmer things. Happier Things. I know a lot of my friends are thinking I'm crazy for not being happy about this snow. But its 4:16 right now and already getting dark out. I am going to start shifting my sleep schedule on the days I can for maximum sunlight.