There is a Space Between your Shoulders where your wings used to be

(idea) by too_fast_to_live (2.4 mon) (print) ? (I like it!) 7 C!s Fri Jun 10 2005 at 23:04:52

When we were together I never had the right words

But now that you're gone I have a new set of vocabulary

Aphasia is the loss of ability to speak, or understand speech
My words slip and change as I go to say them - you know how a page of black squares on white, it looks like there's gray in the intersecting corners?

Or if you stare at traffic and light flashes off chrome and it's all blue spots when you close your eyes?
It's all in the angle of light.

I never told you that I love the way light leaves white squares on your eyes

I never told you that when I would go swimming and you would stay on the shore, in the right light if you opened your eyes under water and looked up you could see your two bodies

I never told you that when we would climb trees with the sun in our hair in the right light I could see your two bodies

Merging as they hit the air.

I never told you I believe there is a space between your shoulders where your wings used to be.

When I would have nightmares I would stare at that space until my eyes grew heavy.

I've had such real dreams about you - waking up with the taste of metal in my mouth

Hiding pennies worn thin under my fingernails and under my tongue

You told me once you could hear my heartbeat through the floor

It's like there is a purring coming from inside the earth

I wanted to sleep next to you until the mattress grew lumpy and the pillow grew soft
And the walls overlapped above us
I never told you I loved to curl up beside you so that even when you were gone your shape would remain in the curve of my spine

I never told you how I've been carrying these thoughts around for a year
Trying to kick the habit of making you myth

Left brain
Right brain
There are words that have gone flat from over use,the ridges and nuances worn down to nothing and being passed so often from hand to hand.

Did you know that they've talked of discontinuing pennies? The cost of making them in proportion to the value of the cent.

That I miss you.

And did I tell you that I have a piece of pencil that broke off in my palm when I was 13?

Have you seen a penny worn so thin from circulation that its features are indistinct? Nothing left but a dirty copper disk.

And I'm afraid of the day the graphite disappears.

It happened long ago that mines were abandoned, filled with water, leeching minerals into the rivers - excavating a mountain for ore is expensive,

Soft copper cheap.
That I notice the cracks in the sidewalk and how they stay wet after everything is dry.

I never told you I wore the prints off my fingers trying to hold tight to you

That I find beauty in the softness of a bullet hole in solid glass - the way it gets swallowed up

It's all in the angle of light.

Have you ever been anywhere that the sun drops straight behind the horizon?

Or the Isle of Skye?

Where the sky mimics the color of the ocean so exactly that there is no horizon there?

There are days that I want to crash my bike, just to feel the gravel in my hands.

So I can't get the words out right like how blood hits the air and turns red all that iron

And I have left splinters just below the skin because it gives my day purpose

And I don't know why scars don't disappear even though every cell regenerates within seven years

And I don't know why I still have pictures of you

Or why I wake up next to someone else dreaming about you.

printable version
chaos

Copyright Violations 101 : Posting ZX Spectrum Games on Everything	you were angels, so much more than everything.	"My God," she said, "I'm beautiful."	One Winged Angel
It's time to take the penny out of circulation	It feels like fingernails across the moon. Or do you rub your wings together?	my blood approves, and kisses are a better fate than wisdom	The truth about angels
When the roof is caving in and the walls are crumbling and you sit back and realize it's beautiful	And then wings sprouted from the space between my shoulders where my wings had once been	Where have my wings gone? They are hidden, embarrassed to be seen.	Angel's Tit
Isle of Skye	The L Word	Refraction and the Disappearing Pool	have given my heart away just as carelessly and as meticulously planned as ever
When the Monkey Stood Still	gazing back upon your newly sprouted wings, as you begin to sense a use for them	SimCity 3000	White Washed Corpse
I woke up searching for something that I didn't find	Oh.	Xemu	fuck

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