still wearing all these wires and heart strings
despite a deeper knowing and a wider perspective
today I bleed
within this mess of amassed flesh
a beating mind set 9-to-5, sleep, wake, eat
to survive these streets and the dissipate heat
I BLEED! I want to yell into these cold canyon streets, "I BLEED!"
these words are escaping through clicks at finger tips
swift as the leaves swirl over pavement when trucks pass
out a gaping hole in this hollow hull
"the first steer rolled out on the floor to be bled, skinned, and dressed"
BLOOD LET
let go notions writ in stone that stone begets stoic men with stone minds
spouting, spewing, spillage
sometimes it's gonna hurt
seeping dry from bloodshot eyes
that stones and scabs like dams to defy
could it be so wrong to feel the weight of this world
drain from flesh and drip from mind
what crime! what crime!
to be alive and never cry
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NEW YORK, YOU CRY IN MY SLEEP
FYI: This blog is not searchable by web browsers and, although public, cannot be discovered unless given the link or happened upon at random.
The purpose of this blog is to allow me a space to express my experiences of life in New York City and communicate them to family and friends who are not here to share this journey with me.
Writing is a way for me to process my thoughts and emotions - to get out that which pains me to hold in. I live day to day and even though this blog gives my words some permanence, they are also marked with a date that will expire as I continue to live. Therefore, this is more like a record tracking the evolution of my life's journey while swirling about in this huge urban cloud. If for some reason you don't like how the world looks through my eyes, stop reading. This blog is for the open mind.
The purpose of this blog is to allow me a space to express my experiences of life in New York City and communicate them to family and friends who are not here to share this journey with me.
Writing is a way for me to process my thoughts and emotions - to get out that which pains me to hold in. I live day to day and even though this blog gives my words some permanence, they are also marked with a date that will expire as I continue to live. Therefore, this is more like a record tracking the evolution of my life's journey while swirling about in this huge urban cloud. If for some reason you don't like how the world looks through my eyes, stop reading. This blog is for the open mind.
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