a little bit of a resurrection
my life journal: cutmedown








let me


an eery piano melody haunts the air. fog hangs between moutainsides, like cob webs & it all carries me to you. running, running forever, through sleep, through dream;; we lie. for every gasp, breath, touch of lips, graze of hand;; we die. no more completion - no more forever & never . . . there is only time. eternally begotten: this is what can not be forgotten because we do not end. we only bleed scarlet blood & crystal tears. no sadness when we leave & no smiles when we come, it's an unending circle.

she said the moon is so bright tonite that you could read a book on the front porch. & it's not over & it's always been over. beneath the twinkling stars she sat. i never said it had to make sense.

i'm cutting deeper, falling harder. fuck.


written on 2003-12-08 at 11:15 p.m.

she / lost