Some things....

Dear Kevin...
I think about our worlds every day.
I think about your world.
I think about my world.
I wonder
sometimes
how we ever came together
at
all.

We are the perfect dichotomy. We are resonance. we are dissonance. We are soul mates. We are polar opposites by appearance and the same person to each other... as mimes, we'd be the best ever. Mirror image.

I love you.
I miss you.
I feel your absence more fiercely than I feel your presence...

but the most important thing is... I ALWAYS FEEL YOU.

I miss you.
I love you.

nite nite.

a post from the road

...escaping the brutal summer sizzle of phoenix
in the cooler climes of northern arizona
two days of shows and then further north to
telluride....

...would be great to spend the entire
season of oven-like temperatures
on the road in the great north woods

no such luck...

Who Says Words With My Mouth?

Who looks out with my eyes? What is
the soul? I cannot stop asking.

If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks

I didn't come here of my own accord,
and I can't leave that way.

Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.

This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.
I don't plan it.
When I'm outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.

Jalaluddin Rumi

Godfrey Daniel...it's too hot to think lucid thoughts...perhaps reason will return in October....

(Pixie's note: but hopefully you'll return before then... *kiss kiss*)

i've been away...but have returned...

strange days are upon us...