Friday, April 25, 2003
Well, well, I have just become a BLOGGER. (is that somewhere between a blob and a jogger?). Where private rants become public and personal. Oh well, I've been doing a lot of writing recently; there's been a lot of things to think about, bad mostly, but some good. Creative urges have reopened where it's been dry for years. Maybe out of necessity to get all this stuff off my chest.
You see, a wonderful friend of mine died recently. Not just a friend: my best friend and partner. The one person who knew best what a "Renee" was: how she thought, how to disentangle the threads of her speech. Who knew how I could wormhole my thoughts and knew where to meet me when I came back up for air. Heck, he made me a close object of study for 8 years. And now it's as if a hurricane had hurtled past and grabbed him from my side, only I was still holding on to him so hard, it took part of me as well.
Fall off the world
I fly, I fly
past pink sunset cloud
below I see, you ski,
ski on apricot snow
Sun bows orange
I swoop over home lights
I have to land
I want to, want to
Fall off the world after you
I can’t believe
I can’t ever kiss you again
I cry, I cry
my tears never empty
can’t you see, I feel
feel I can’t let go
Friends surround me
my circle of safety
help me to stand
I want to, want to
Fall off the world after you
I can’t believe
I can’t ever kiss you again
I sigh, I sigh
I pour out my thoughts
in this book, I look
look for my memories of you
Now I can smile
even think of others
you stay in my mind
I want to, want to
Fall off the world after you
I can’t believe
I can’t ever kiss you again
You fly, you fly
over sea and sky
now you’re free, I see
see you in the world
I can’t follow
but somewhere beyond
the waterfall, you paddle on
I want to, want to
Fall off the world after you
I can’t believe
I can’t ever kiss you again
5/4/03 Adelaide
Piokiwi 4:51 pm
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