thoughts from 28 Sept 2009

Before the true heat of summer comes rushing at my North Carolina home, I thought I'd take a second to look back at how appreciative I was at the breaking of a long, hot, summer:

Cool breeze, cool day, take away the heat of this summer's journey.

Chill the coals burning for something else,

something not here.

Let the wind blow and take with it

the foul stink of sweat and tears
spilled from too many days

of hate and despair. 

Make my air move.

Make me leave this state of mind.

Take with you, sweet cool air, my stagnant destitution

and days and nights of asking.

Cool breeze, cool day, awaken these sleepy hot senses

made dead by the exhaustion

of breathing thick air in and thick air out.

Lungs, breathe deep today. 

Inhale,

all the way down,

fill up with good ice.

Take this fire out.

Sweep away with the fallen leaves and dead grasses

my hot hot heart and leave me

refreshed.  Alive.  

Awake and ready to go another season long

in this body and mind,

and soul,

that was thought surely defeated

by the long hot summer behind.

one day in class

What?  We are not scholars?
This is almost pointless.  who will know?

to whom!?

Most days sitting and chatter
or other things, maybe too
but mostly
just sitting. and chatter.
I'm not even listening to you.
Your voice is nothing.
or rather, something, maybe too
but mostly I'm just
sitting here, not listening
to you
or anything you say

"Pointless?"
yes, it is.
but still.
I'm sitting here.
Not Listening.