failing through

so the year that ended had a few new sides, tries, oil changes, sparse brake fluid refills (perfect colors reveal clean streets, arms alive) and the passage of, the clicking away of, the movement through and around in: time is more than anything better and we can try, laying under sheet metal rooftops or beneath long star-blankets (naked, shining) just this and one day we'll be dust but this came along so right so right just right, you know and perfect cloud apparitions cling to me just now (i'm falling through, failing through) an era ends of this way and now we'll just be anyway we choose (hypnotism ghosts, transpired secrets, car rides: builders) and pulling fresh morning eyelids through curtain arms and i woke up next to a sweet sweet woman this morning (her head on my shoulder is better than most things that can be conjured at all) and soon, good thingd, days: they're coming up and when you smile at the night you can feel anything you want (god, some'll say, or holiness: found happiness alone or in doorframes scribbling in tattered notebooks: i remember story telling) but you're aksing me to remember certain colors and just now no story current is coming through, but we're here (the sky and me) and feeling good is just one way to make it through another day without conveying sadnesses or getting the overall feeling across is so easy to adjust to (i'm trying to get at something, but it's not a tale to be told: a feeling: what it is to be alive: folding chairs and fingers at keyboard keys (saturday is spring, day one) we're alive still (after all) and more than that, the wind is dancing around us at every turn (you and me, world) and i want to part her legs like the red sea (aching early on and good enough is what it is) the days's feathers are collapsing and i know you there, rolling eyes over this, fingers crossing screens or pages, turning letters into thoughts, have no idea, no idea what story i'm telling (i'm not) and feeling good is as good an excuse as anything else.

2004-03-19 | 12:01 a.m.
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