What I see
The other morning I was walking out of the wal mart at about four oclock and across the avenue rain was falling through the sodium arc lights in the mall parking lot, deliniating perfect cones of falling crystal against the uniform velvet dark of the nearly moonless night.
There’s a strength in the night, something quiet that isn’t in the sky during the day.
The day is the matterhorn ride at Disney world. It looks like it goes up and down, it looks like it rushes and roars – but it’s not really much of a climb.
The cold night is Everest instead, the real thing, with real heights…and climbing the onyx surface of the night to stand unscathed in the light of dawn means something.
Something more then standing in line, handing over a ticket.
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Johnny was a weirdo
So what did you expect?
I ain’t no fucking hero
I’m just trying to survive myself
I should have known you went through it alone
I wonder why did you even try?
You could have come to me
I would have helped you see
You could have found a way to carry on
Second guess
Did i do my best?
There was a friend I had…
It’s amazing what simple things in nature make people feel.
goo dshit. kinda reminds me of Rollins.
very cool.
I love the sun but you are right.. The night is so much more vast…
Its night for months at a time here..I find an odd comfort in that.
Night-scapes are amazing, especially in storms.
Not 3 of us…I was a “girl pushing a truck” so they had to help. And Jerry ended up knowing hte guy.
I love the night….
How beautifully put. And I totally agree. There are so many sounds and scents in the night that you don’t get during the day, because without the sunlight you have to rely on your other senses.
I like the night. When I run, which isn’t much lately, I run at midnight. Even the air seems better, for some reason. And there’s nothing to distract you. Except the coyotes howling. 😛
Alright….did you say your genitalia were HUGE, or disqualified you HUGELY? Just clarifying, LOL! I like this piece…..vera nice. The night is where I feel most at home. 🙂
That is SO what I thought. 😉
You’re gonna write something? Me long you long time!
See? You bastard…you need to submit some of this to Cyanide because all we ever get is literary feces.
THis? Well, this is a one-draft blog entry…but thx…