Friday, August 31, 2012

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

board game


My head is comforted solely by the incoming autumn breeze.
Staring above into the infinite serves as a reminder that life is a temporary game.
A game where the pieces are pushed around the board to little affect.
We are all pawns.
Perception of an elevated position is false.
But do not despair, for embracing this position is truly empowering.
For knowing what you are, compared to thinking you know what you are, are two critically different things.

Monday, August 13, 2012

going away

And it seems that an entire childhood of transition from constant moving would have prepared me for this.
But this is much different; the tides are as unpredictable as hindsight is clear.
The past is placid lake which serves as a backdrop for family pictures.
A carp rolling on shallow river beds throwing up clouds of mud is indicative of the future.
No longer am I the one struggling to fit in.
Every incoming student will be going through a similar process.
And for once, I will be on top.

Regalia of childhood memories keep me awake on nights like this. I should be excited for this experience, but I seem to focus more on the death of child-like dreams and aspirations.

I'm cynical at best, even on the days where the sun breaches dense foliage.

Friday, August 3, 2012

time

And the crickets still sing the song of their ancestors, much like us humans do the march of our forefathers.
People seem to stay the same as time passes, it's simply the circumstances that change.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

discovery

Heat lightning left its trace across the summer time sky.
Looking to check how late I've missed curfew your lips remind me why we are here.
So like the heat lighting leaving its trace amongst the night time clouds, I plan on tracing your outline with my fingertips.
Quick illumination subsides into stillness.
(And goddamn, her body is a spectacle when the night turns on its momentary lamp)

I plan on unleashing all of my primal being on you tonight.
All four and half inches of it.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

b

and today, a mentor walked out of my life. Maybe I shouldn't be so disappointed knowing that my stint in Louisville has its final grain of sand falling soon, but to see someone leave so abruptly who was instrumental in your person growth is a disheartening thing.
But it's understandable, this world doesn't revolve around my whims, and The Boss Man has to be able to provide for his kids.

So to Brian, I appreciate the guidance. The talks about which female we would fuck if we had the chance. Your service to this country as a Navy Seal. And mostly, the motivation needed to be successful in the weight room.