secret things in dark, empty houses;

February 12th, 2003 · 6 comments

i dreamed about you last night; all numbers and knives.

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there is a place where i am, like this, pushed up against walls and open beneath stars. there is a kind of bright edge that rests here, words that hang between breath and sky (between tooth and nail). i am building up those sacred places; the heavy air and the rain and the things we say in the spaces between hand and floor.

sometimes, it occurs to me; it is better to lie still and quiet.

{ 6 Responses to secret things in dark, empty houses; }

  • sunderance says:

    (sometimes it occurs to me that. it is better. to lie still and quiet.)

    a thought that found me, too, just last night. (it would do me well to remember this more often)

    • Ta says:

      perhaps we should write it in small print. leave on our mirrors. *s*

      &ps; curiosity brought me to this –> [the art that you display on dark dreams is incredible; thank you for putting it out there in the world.]

  • starlin says:

    this world needs more quiet time. kindergarten naps could do us good.

  • stelpa says:

    i dreamed about you last night; all numbers and knives.

    numbers&knives; why does that have such an impact on me..?
    there are shivers in this body, and splinters in this mind, and all I can think to say is that you.. you are beautiful.

    • Ta says:

      numbers&knives; why does that have such an impact on me..?

      [&then]

      there are shivers in this body, and splinters in this mind

      we echo each other.

      .

      only light and emotion here, sweet girl. you are positively celestial to me.

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