Sep 2012
I'm in a new place,
A silent inner stop.
Alone. Deep and still.
A well with narrow walls
With no way out.
I see nothing.
I am a weight, dangling but steady.
The heavy sense of done is unfamiliar and I am afraid.
Be there. Be there.
A silent inner stop.
Alone. Deep and still.
A well with narrow walls
With no way out.
I see nothing.
I am a weight, dangling but steady.
The heavy sense of done is unfamiliar and I am afraid.
Be there. Be there.
Written after Rudi's wedding, on the night train from Seattle down to San Francisco - struggling with completion.
