From heaven, fire Elijah called. At Jezebel's word, fled he, terrified. From duty, by heavenly chariot, removed. On mountain top, with Moses, appeared. Elijah, not the greatest prophet. Nor Elisha, even doubly anointed. But John, the greatest born of woman; No fire nor bears, doubted and beheaded.
Springtime – a few days early we go to the battlefield and dodge snakes whitewashed bones by the creek, stop to listen to the sound of a waterfall – or the rush of blue and brown beneath the trees. Hug the riverbanks. Birds are coming back – goodbye juncos. You say you think you saw an indigo bunting in California. Most brilliant blue – but I don’t think they go that far. Soon we’ll only talk on the phone, or see each other twice a year. This morning I brought home pictures spread them out on my bedroom floor, and we sat and talked. You said “this is what happiness looks like. Right here.” One tremendous year – there’s faces I would cut out of certain pictures. But it doesn’t matter now – 26 photos and all of them look like love. I felt warm all day. Maybe it’s the air. Or the sun, seeping back under my skin. Or maybe it’s just the changes – who we’ve both become. I like us better now. I want to take it all in slow, like the last breath of air before I duck under. If I swim long enough it could be like this again, one day.
the night i first found out he might be sick it rained. i ate manhattan's favorite rice-a-roni and tried so hard to feel something to be fair i was very upset but i didn't feel it. all i got was a headache from forced tears and a sleepless night.
three months earlier near the time of my birthday i was having a terrible day per usual, when i received a birthday card in the mail. it was from my sister and on the bottom of the card it said from: then their names followed but in the biggest font, right underneath the rest of their names was his, 'Elijah,' written by his own hand. I smiled at the thought of him smiling while writing that.
this is an unfinished piece, not that i don't want to write the rest of it i just cannot right now. it was cancer but he is doing fine.
everytime i finally get over you you always seem to crawl back kind of like an anxiety attack and of course there's always this undeniable force that draws me back to you you then promise you'd never leave but you know what they say don't make promises you can't keep i don't know why i always seem to stay maybe it's the stars in your eyes, that i wish upon to believe what you say is true but it never is. all i want to do is get over you.
please, you've broken me enough. don't come back to me.
When Elijah comes again, We'll all turn the page of sin, He is not the Lord, But a voice of awe, Heaven above, earth below, Fire within, ever to glow, Divine life and love on Planet Earth, One vision and one dream, Amity and no more bigotry, One global fellow humanity, Ceasing hostilities, such sin, When Elijah comes again.
The lack isn't enough The absence of another set of hands is proving to be tough No ones asked me how I'm doing for quite awhile I remember your bed I remember how much we didn't care about each other's pasts or the lingering of our own deadly thoughts If you are the golf course and I am the rain then I'd like to go back to that night and remember how it felt to be completely ****** up and utterly insane But I'm tired No I'm exhausted A year ago I was not alone I had dug a hole in a boys heart and filled it with suicidal thoughts and unanswered questions, both his and my own, and destroyed myself while calling it "love" I think I was hiding Using him as a mask Because I was terrified and needed someone to provide me with a flask and cigarette addiction The past is the past But the past is all I have The present is proving to be boring and the futures a ***** I guess I'll just be alone for now Get dragged by the snow drifts and mesmorized by the wind Stand out in the freezing snow and think about how I never feel warm anymore Cause when I'm alone I'm cold to the core Bored
"Please don't tell me you love her please don't pull me close, it's complicated in my head and I can't stand anymore noise"