Wednesday, April 23, 2008
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An Acceptance of Us
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The Book of Lost Things: A Novel
By John Connolly
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There's something here that's always
been. And saturates the air.
What lights upon our lips-
ashes. And years of what's been
lonely in the night stains our shadows
black with soot.Darkened floorboards have remained
unspoken. So graciously receiving weight
they bend and creak.So long have they longed.
What vines that twist themselves around
the body of our beast, through broken
windows creep and strain to reach the center.
In ten small steps we overtake a year of progress-
concentration.A curtain smolders. Rustles in the wind.
There is no smoke here.
Only memories.Whispers at our ears and
fingers through our hair. On tiptoes stealing
through the house. A glint of sunlight simply
isn't. But we are satisfied to know
we'll never be alone.There's something here that's always
been. And craving more than shadows on the wall
it creeps across our floors. Outside the clouds
are dark and filled with rain, and inside-
something waits. And something listens.
Something watches us and speaks our names.
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Comments (9)
i kmow it; chalk is bomb
mmm, this just gives me this overwhelming sense of foreboding. i love the subtle rhyming and rhythm. real poetry is meant to be read aloud. :) thanks for your nice words about my site and my picture.
I just love the way you write. It's so evocative...so enticing.
Cheers,
Skylar
surprise, surprise, beautiful again. i love reading your posts. and ha, i didn't even think of it being taken like that! what i meant was GIVE, haha, but i went back and added and editted the entry so i think it's a little more clear but knowing me it's much more ambiguous :) most people i talk to don't even know what i'm talking about.. at all. but, it's the way it is, the way things are.
I feel sad about this. :(
btw,, that longlong entry i've written in my xanga days ago is my complaint about my current job.. sigh, life is not easy, reality bites, but still have to go on!
'darkened floorboards have remained unspoken,' that is great great great.
oh and yeh, i'd definitely make dinosaurs pets if i could. what fun that would be. imagine having your own little brontosaurus. heh heh heh. i'd teach it tricks. make it scare all the other kids as it grows bigger. intimidate others for lunch money
Ouch a cavity :X
I've always wanted glasses until this summer, when I actually needed them . Oh well, it's fun to wear them to focus on work, since they're so uncomfortable.
I'm still procrastinating right now! Luckily I made the most of it and took a lovely nap.
Where do you get your inspiration??/p>
Zing! Because we all know colour-coded is better. How have you been?
Mm, thank you.
Here's the link..
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