Friday, March 07, 2003

To be alive is loving,
where the shore meets the sea
man, I'm humming.
I'm free,
as I stare at the sea
and I'm not coming down.
The world is yours once you have found,
what good it is to share
that which is elsewhere.
this quote is from my friend Ari:

You come back into the room Where you've been living all along. You say: What's been going on while I was away? Who got those sheets dirty, and why are there no more grapefruit? Setting foot on the middle ground between body and word, which contains, or is supposed to, other people. You know it was you who slept, who ate here, though you don't believe it. I must have taken time off, you think, for the buttered toast and the love and maybe both at once, which would account for the grease on the beadspread, but no, now you're certain, someone else has been here wearing your clothes and saying words for you, because there was no time off.
~margaret atwood

Wednesday, March 05, 2003

I look for absolutes,
but there's absolutely none.
The truth is what you shoot for, not one.
Nothing brings it all together,
the journey's never done,
I'd be in stormy weather,
but it's been sung,
so let's have some fun.
Watching the south side
isnt so bad
through the fog of 6 am cigarettes
Dearborn Station in view
with perfect angles
so nice
I made a painting of it once.

Tuesday, March 04, 2003

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance

If you said goodbye to me tonight
There would still be music left to write
What else could I do?
I'm so inspired by you
That hasn't happened for the longest time.