FROM THE J.C. LOVE LETTER DESK

~ Musings ~

November 18, 2016

Soul talk

You didn’t want me to find out. Even though I knew it. You wanted me to hide, even though I wasn’t hiding. I was only invisible to you, even though you saw me all the time. Staring straight at me, staring right through me. Nothing without me. (more…)

November 14, 2016

Fly

 

There is a fly, small, bothering me. Wherever I move, it comes. I cover myself. It comes underneath. I feel it crawl on me. I open the covers. It doesn’t readily release. It waits for me to fluff, to make a fuss, before it leaves ~ only to crawl on me again. There is only┬áthe tiniest parts of me exposed, some┬áskins that could feel its tingle, and still it finds those. (more…)

November 13, 2016

I’m Back

Someone turned the lights out. Again. I am in the dark. I feel something. Much. All the things I care not to feel because I know better. I truly know better. (more…)

November 11, 2016

Slowly I Go

Slowly, I go. Slowly, I come. Surrender. Takes time. When time is present. Easy, when timeless.
 
I am the timelessness locked in time trying to unwind the captive of my mind. The caption it plays, the comicry, the mimicry, the illusion of me.
 
I am not the prisoner but the guard. My own guardian. Where do I begin when I never end? I play The Fool and The Lost One, neither are the most fun. But yet I find, within them, they are The Tormentor that mentors me Home.

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