13 June 2019 Thursday
I thought that crush was gone
Gosh darnit I thought that crush was gone. Fine.
“If we cannot learn to …take a positive delight in those small differences between our own kind, here on this planet, then we do not deserve to go out into space and meet the diversity that is almost certainly out there.”
...“soaring on the wings of selfish pride i flew too high and like Icharus i collide… to turn away and not become another nail to pierce the skin of one who loves more deeply than the oceans, more abundant than the tears of a world—embracing every heartache..”
They will see us waving from such great heights—“come down now” they’ll say. But everything looks perfect from far away… “Come down now”—but we’ll stay.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map
>:O
That face does not remotely convey the anger it should.
Starting to think movement again. gather momentum?
Neither dark nor bright
moon rises and falls always
looking for its light
looking for cozy
sweet candy shell doesn’t melt
it’s not in your hand
“You were what I wanted; I gave what I gave.”
“You are what I want.”
“a road I crossed”
you’re not a good shot but I’m worse
and there’s so much where we ain’t been yet
so swing up on this little horse
the only thing we’ll hit is sunset
Too much, too often, too long.