Monday, October 30, 2017

The Day My Reflection Took My Place

We were walking past the lake, when my reflection took my place.

It held your hand and watched you slowly drift away from me.

It threw a plate against a wall the night after you left, when it relealised you were never coming back.

It drove around for hours on its own, not knowing where to go.

It held the phone, not knowing who to call.

And this is the only way I can explain to anyone what I'm doing, underneath the water.

Monday, October 23, 2017

The Living And The Brave

There is no bravery in a gun.

Brave is saying no to the comfort that kills you.

There is no bravery in a fist.

Brave is singing Kumbaya softly to a screaming baby.

There is no bravery in a flag.

Brave is holding onto the air itself to stop yourself from falling into yourself.

There is no bravery in a crowd.

Brave is knowing who you are, even when everyone else doesn’t.

There is no bravery when it's easy.

Brave is carrying on and on, and looking and finding all the angles and all the keys, and turning every single one.

There is no bravery in bright light.

Brave is fighting the sun itself for the right words to talk yourself off the ledge.

There is no bravery in hurt.

Your bravery is kneeling on the ground.

In the end, your bravery is living.

Monday, October 16, 2017

The Good Engine

I know you and I know your engine. Your engine runs on truth and light and nothing else works, I've seen you try and fill it with the kind of lies people want to hear and it was like watching someone fill their gas tank with sugar. Sweet, but going nowhere.

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

The Sky Is On Fire

Tell them, “If you’re gone too long, I will light candles for you in the dark. I will burn down a forest just so that you see it." And maybe they won't go.

Monday, October 9, 2017

The Eternal Echo

I know how you felt when I touched you, because I know how I felt when you touched me. So you cannot tell me that you do not think of it often, or wonder why no one will ever be able to touch you like that, again.


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Wednesday, October 4, 2017

The Music Is Only Alive In Each Moment

I'm the record.

You're the needle.

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

The Egg Timer Of Infinite

In some new world, there are no clocks, so they must measure time in what they miss.

Their recipe books say, “Boil the rice until you forget what they look like.”

And, “Bake for exactly as long as it takes to remember why you left.”