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Song

I listen to a song. It’s from a different time. When I was younger

I time travel on its melody. I slip back there. Return to happiness.

I fall back into my mind. Consider all the choices  that were made. Hers. Mine. Ours.

I know everything is exactly as it’s supposed to be.

I smile. Tears find ducts. They build. Fall. Roll down the crease between my nose and cheek. I laugh. Sing the chorus.

I hear words I never heard before. All these years I had it wrong. But the words don’t matter. Only the memories matter now.

And the memories are good. Better than the song.

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Nude.

Nude /n(y)ood/ adjective – Exposed.

 

 I don’t like to sleep nude. Julie sleeps nude almost every night. I prefer long pants and a hooded sweatshirt. Even in the summer.

I traveled with a buddy once to Arizona. We shared a room. Separate beds, of course. When we agreed it was bedtime, I put on my flannel pants and hoody.

He commented. Thought it was weird.

Before that trip I’d never really thought much about it. It’s what I had always done. It’s how I feel most comfortable.

Sleeping nude creates a bit of panic in my heart. What if a predator shows up in the middle of the night? How would I fend it off in the nude?

Not that clothes detour predators. They don’t. They just slide their dirty little claws right past the elastic waste band of your PJ bottoms. Predators don’t care. They are single-minded creatures. Highly focused. Mission oriented and driven. They aren’t detoured by fabric.

I’ll probably always sleep in my hoody and long pants. I feel safe inside their false sense of protection.

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Voice

Voice /vois/ noun – Inner utterance of a guiding spirit.

 

There is a voice that calls to me.

It exist within me so I lend it my name, Billy.

But it is mostly beyond me so it has no name.

Me and beyond me, the two traits all things seem to share.

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