lxv.

researching how advancements in social technologies have redesigned the courting process for our generation . . . more to come.

lxiv.

i want to thank all of my friends.

glorious each and every one of you are.

no matter what the outcome is, i want to thank you all for being my support during this time- i am humbled by your presence in my life.

thank you for teaching me the beauty of vulnerability- and thank you for allowing me to experience the joy of requited love.

you have all blessed me beyond measure, teaching me of the grace and beauty that walks with strength.

for all this, i will forever be indebted to you all in the most lovely of ways.

"i have perceiv’d that to be with those i like is enough,      

to stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,     

to be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough,     

to pass among them, or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly round his or her neck for a moment—what is this, then?     

i do not ask any more delight—I swim in it, as in a sea."

-whitman

lxiii.

mmmm . . .

lxii.

 myself


. . . .



i will sing steadily
the song of myself'
in curious medley
apart
from harmonious wealth

for your breath
is not yet strong
to join your voice
in blend
with my song

my words will fall
among your feet
and will scatter your mind
within
their glorious beat

heaven awakes
as i raise my voice
to sing the ballad
to still rejoice
to hold myself dear
though
not quite your choice

and i believe
for all you cant
in all of me

apart from you
i still will be
always glorious
forever worthy




-me

lxi.

for those who enjoy a bit of psycho babble here and there.

lx.

lix.

let us be thoughtful of the Haitian people today.

lviii.

as of january 8, 2010 i am 25 . . . shit.

lvii.

" . . . i fall upon the thorns of life. i bleed . . . "



-percy bysshe shelley

lvi.

in wait

. . . .


solace my pain
epic loss
so close to gain


memoirs told
none i knew
forsaken one
was me, by you

remembrance lives
all over you
through stories divulged
in shades of blue


solace my gain
epic truth
now forced by pain


eyes of tears
meets eyes of fears
you cannot call me
your own

a love delayed
through all the years
still sits in wait
to be known


-me