Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
trailing the weirded-out heels of a stranger still day
i took to singing and mugging and mangling the every insanely beautiful lyric that is my favorite secret song, serenaded unto me a week before by a bewitching leo with itinerant leanings and a yen for checking out. and so, his song remains anonymous, lest i sully his semi-sparkling reputation by dropping his super special name. safe travels, friend.
Monday, August 10, 2009
sunshine, spiders and surprises every which way
the front half.
i'd been feeling a shift toward the carniverous. what i was actually craving was raw meat - organic, grass-fed, twice-blessed bison. still, i hadn't taken steps to manifest said flesh.
an offering.
(i realize the portrait is fuzzy. trust me. it's a spider face with two legs plus partial thorax.)
while gazing up at the towering teddy bear bamboo, floating naked under the slipping down sunshine, i pondered the hard-wired programming of happily ever after, the insidious ways it seeps into our relating, and the dwindling rays on my body, the outstretched arms of the largest male energetic force on our planet gifting me the awareness of my own form by way of it's happy, healing heat.
thank you, sunshine.
thank you, teddy bear bamboo.
thank you, mind control unraveling.
my favorite part-time genie joined me for a sunset jacuzzi bearing stories and sparkle and change and insight. and dinner.
raw, organic, grass fed, twice-blessed bison.
yum.
the next day, i had a flashing thought of the itinerant leo with the great, big beautiful mind, the rebellious spirit and the poet's soul. a second later he texted.
whatcha' doin?
we were entwined by nightfall, trading words and kisses and perspectives, testing the waters of intimacy while gesticulating wildly. i slipped out of his arms early to clear my mind, taking note of the black widow dangling beneath the altar which was draped with a dusty shipibo ayahuasca tapestry, wondering what it all means.
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