absentmindedly stumbling through a course of thought

the focus shifts from the ever present rain absentmindedly creeping it's way down the cracked window pane to a synthetic vision encapsulated in the flickering colors. i am slowly sinking off into the green back of a well worn, threadbare sofa. the past few days have been a vague consolidation of events, penetrated only by a radio signal over static, the vision of her face. the moments have been drifting by unfilled for months now, are slowly being overwritten with a simple image. a moment stuck inside the memory, replaying slowly at it's own speed and counting the seconds longer as it rewinds. she seems to have been walking through the broken ceramic destruction to bring a greener season. progress on these seasons seems slow, a dash of a southern wind quickly yielding to a bleaker northern draft, chilling everything inside the bones until a dull numbing can intercept it, taking over. maybe this day will be diffrent, real sunday afternoons on a sun-soaked porch, entertwined in a hammock, watching sun flowers seed in the yard. maybe it's just a dream, or maybe it's where the day meets the mind, the day i've been waiting for. these have been random ramblings and i apologize, i am absentmindedly stumbling through a course of thought that will not be straightened out. two years ago i would have called it love, but now i see it as the spring dawning and a beautiful face.

listening to -

luca - brand new (the devil and god are raging inside of me)
the rhyme scheme - cursive (the storms of early summer)
empty - ray lamontange (till the sun turns black)
oslo in the summertime - of montreal (the sunlandic times)
jamie - weezer (weezer remastereds)
the drinks we drank last night - azure ray (hold on love)