The Best Years of Our Lives


Shredded Contents in a Small White Package
March 21, 2010, 3:51 pm
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February 5, 2010

I want your time. I want that space between days. I want that possibility.
You know who you are. You spend it carelessly.
You throw it away.
I wish I could dive in and grab it before it smashes on the floor.

I want your day. I want that morning that night. I want that frivolity.
You know where you are. You spend it recklessly.
You let it turn stale.
I wish I could dive in and grab it before it turns to bitter crumbs.

I want your simplicity. I want that empty headedness. I want that calm.
You know what you are. You spend it mindlessly.
You rub it in our faces.
I wish I could dive in and grab it before it turns to dust in your hands.

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Coward’s Confession
February 6, 2010, 9:05 pm
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January 17, 2010

Let’s just say that I have something very important that I need to write about. First, there is something that I need to get off my chest. I’ve done absolutely no research beyond that which reinforces or echoes my own gut feeling. And this gut feeling is based entirely upon a theory or idea that was handed to me, ever so carefully over the span of my formative years by my well intentioned, but not necessarily adequately informed mother and father. I do not question certain things and this is one of those things. There are just some things that I know to be true and this is one of those things. There are some things that just need to be said. This is one of those things.

Let’s just say that I have something very important that I need to write about. Second, I need to postulate a ton of platitudes and divisive euphemisms. Don’t worry; I will call people out by name. I will read what others have said and will rearrange some words. I will use a thesaurus and write my own exact version of what they said. I will do this because it needs to be done. I will say what needs to be said and I will say by using their names. I remember what I was taught and I know that it is true, because I do not question that which raised me and that which protects me. I am brave and I am loud and I speak for me.

I will not ask questions. I will not look you in the eyes. I will not listen to you. I will not be prepared. I will not respect. I will not reinforce. I will not concede. I will exacerbate, I will hyperbolize, I will exaggerate. I will add, pretend, employ, manipulate, misquote, mispronounce, reduce… the list goes on. I will do whatever it takes and write whatever I want to because I am free and I am right. 🙂