I should tell you that I love you more.
It's silly, this game of invisible strings.
Of course I love you! It's what I was made for,
how we operate.
How silly, alien, to be afraid of that,
our most obvious connection!
Silly. Shake my head and laugh in
admiration
of my own absurdity.
I love you. Of course.
Travelin' Bug. That's me. Movin' around in life and such, changing shape and taking names. Post-Michigan, Pre-Martian days in Droughtland.
23 June 2008
05 June 2008
Thought of the Day
"Making everyone else wrong is easy; understanding difference as complimentary rather than oppositional seems to be a much more difficult project." -Jamison Greentaken from the article "Part of the Package" in the Journal Men and Masculinities,January 2005.
This is something I could go on about for days, and I have (in my own head). But I hadn't been able to articulate it so cleanly as Green does here. I encourage you to stop and reflect on it in the context of your own lives, and in the context of mine.
04 June 2008
Poem of the moment #1
By the way,
you
owe me six dollars.
Which I only remember
because
I was mad at you
because
I was mad at me
because
I was insecure
and
I was afraid you wouldn't love me.
Which you probably didn't.
But neither did I.
So keep the six.
I'll count it penance for sinning
against myself.
you
owe me six dollars.
Which I only remember
because
I was mad at you
because
I was mad at me
because
I was insecure
and
I was afraid you wouldn't love me.
Which you probably didn't.
But neither did I.
So keep the six.
I'll count it penance for sinning
against myself.
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