my unmusical composition

moon miracles and beginnings

I want to write about the moon and soggy cheese
-about wet napkins in clumsy paper plates
-about going to bed with a temporary smile
-about humming songs that your voice can't take
-about a worry that nothing will ever be good enough or this good

I want to write about the impossibility of some dreams
-about caring enough to sleep less
-about meeting the ghosts that conversations fling back
-about Lolita and surprise beginnings

I want to write but words no longer come easy and I sit in my corner, clutching at straws, and hoping the universe is spinning a miracle just for me.

written- june 5th '09

maybe I'll write what I feel today a month from now.
or maybe not.

peace be with you all.