people are always asking questions.
i guess curiosity is a trait i lost in my youth.
learning to keep my mouth shut for fear.
so many times i was unabashed, unashamed.
i would speak my mind in ignorance.
painting language that would make a preaching man cringe.
if you speak too quickly, you gain nothing.
if you speak too slowly, you lose your chance.
nothing is left to protect you in either circumstance.
the demons will carry the day.
as you pace the tile floor in an empty hall way.
wishing you had spoken up.
things trapped and swirling inside of your head.
jockeying for position and prominence on a train of thought.
maybe you should have said something else.
possibly you should not of said anything at all.
communication is free flowing these days.
many avenues for thoughtless interaction.
bonds diluted by the ease of keeping in touch.
ties torn from accidental words spoken, or typed, or written.
so how do we tear away?
what is left if we uproot the telephone lines?
what happens if rip the wires from the machines?
we become something more concrete.
we become the cognitive things that define our day to day.
simple interactions between simple men.
words from throat to ears to heart.
how much is lost in these translations?
can one convey the flash of the eyes or the flinch in the chest?
there is a promised land coming.
we have been walking there for all of our youth.
someday we will find it.
men will stand tall and compose their thoughts.
mouths shut and eyes wide.
there will be no proclamations made.
no words will be spoken in haste.
just knowing stares from knowing faces.
and we will all be understood.
We all weather the storms that cross us, we all do our best to survive. Here's the stories of a once dead prince who could save the world if he tried.
these should have been those "pissed off" lyrics for the first lung cancer. we had so much potential. you, dustin, john, and i. should have moved john to 2nd guitar, got adam on drums, and had you (and everyone else in the band) done vocals. that would have ripped.
ReplyDeletep.s. http://ournovelpast.blogspot.com/ invite me to read that (and anything else you have). vandekieftk1@central.edu can i still send you stuff for your zine? spring break was a great time for reflection. did shrooms for the first time and went to norway.
ReplyDeletenovel past is nothing significant yet, when it is, i will make it available.
ReplyDeleteyou can still send stuff for the zine. i've quit doing concrete release dates, i'm kind of just going until i fill up the pages and then i release it.
sounds like a good time. i'm supremely jealous. if you know the theta peter donselmaan, he is living three blocks from you over a coffee shop and would be down to hang. he doesen't get back from the states until tuesday though.