Figuratively.

Lying back I see less but feel more.

I see an infinite sky with my eyes open wide

(but that's all.)

I feel a new bride glowing with light but looking old,

I feel a city of insects looking like stars and fires

and monsters and theives and serenaders and lovers,

I feel each blade of grass acquainting itself with another,

And the wind loving them all

And the wind rustling them all

And the wind hushing them all.

Lying back I see less but know more.

I know an infinite sky sees my arms stretched out wide

(but that's all.)

I know my walls are grey and my floors are grey

except for my kitchen-wall covered in rocks and love.

I know I might be lost, I know it's getting late.

I know this clearing isn't mine,

And I shouldn't be in it at all.

But I love it most of all,

Yes, I go here most of all.

Lying back I'm seen less but I am more.

I know an infinite me is all combined

(but that's not all.)

I know my heart is true and my thoughts are pure

I know that no one will find me here that I don't want to.

I know that I could be content here,

Away from it all,

Away from them all,

Away from you all.

bachelor of flipology

Wowww.

It's so humbling and comforting and annoying that I am human. There have been so many humans that basically every human existential circumstance has been experienced and hemmed and hawed on. Everything I feel is old hat, no matter how new it is to me. Lame-o. No wonder we all want to be rebellious and new and exciting.

(Note- we all want to be like this.)

For crap sakes.

Brod

i am tiny but I am large. I talk but I don't say anything but I say too much and then stop talking.
This might be a preview but I don't want to fast forward through it.
Well maybe that's a lie, but I might as well lie if I'm rambling.
And I guess if I'm rambling I might as well amble as well,
amble to the kitchen and maybe have a bagel with processed cheese. Then go up to bed and read some more of my book. All because I'm a liar.

But liars don't lie because they want to. I lied when I said that I lied. I don't want to fast forward through it at all. In fact, I'd love to buy some time. If time is money, why can't money be time?

I'd pay. I'd pay.
One day I'll be a good woman.

Cowrie

Sooo my stomach is letting in butterflies and not letting them out. And I'm like, what? For goodness' sakes.