December 2005 ___________________________________________ deeply introverted, indeed

writings:

- Dressing Room - read at the Transgender Monologues on November 19th
- Catching A Menace
- Tricks
- There She Goes
- Nature
- Road Signs (unfinished)


photography:

- Ann Arbor - November 2005 - shapes and lines at the end of daylight

deeply introverted, indeed

I've been staring at this blank screen for forty minutes. And this comes after I've avoided this part of the update since I started working on it a few days ago. What will I say?

tell me your secrets,
but tell me no lies.
I give you my secrets,
instead of my lies.

Sometimes I get lost looking for a pattern in the snowflakes falling as I split them and they come crashing into my windshield. All I see are spots of white dotting a dirty gray landscape blurring even the horizon line of earth/atmosphere and trees/sky.

I watched all the streetlights on Main St. fade on into the night. I caught a funeral procession crossing a bridge over the highway on my way home. Strobing blue and red motorbikes leading a line in honor of fallen honor. I drove under them and emerged with saltwater eyes glancing back over my shoulder looking for a resting place.

I felt a tear freeze to my cheek;
permanent,
as long as I stay cold.
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Happy Holidays. Enjoy your friends and your family, and attempt to let them enjoy you, too. As always, Peace and Love.

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