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Autumn isn’t the same without you.
(RMS, 8-21-2018.)
“You may’ve bought the gun,
But I made my own powder.”
(RMS, 8-8-21.)
The Courtroom Funeral: April 16th, 2021
“You, I did it all for you. Do you know who I am? Do you know just what to do? Now you're all that I have, Is it fair to love me, too?
You, it hurts because of you. And I'll kiss you through a hazmat suit, That's what I'll do if I have to.
You seem to know who I am, As though you know just what to do. Now you're all that I have, Is it fair to love me, too?
And you, I did it all for you.”
--“If I Don’t Have To,” Keaton Henson
The Anthem:
“My city's still breathing, but barely, it's true Through buildings gone missing like teeth The sidewalks are watching me think about you Sparkled with broken glass
I'm back with scars to show Back with the streets I know Will never take me anywhere but here
The stain in the carpet, this drink in my hand The strangers whose faces I know We meet here for our dress rehearsal to say I wanted it this way
Wait for the year to drown Spring forward, fall back down I'm trying not to wonder where you are
All this time Lingers, undefined Someone choose Who’s left and who’s leaving
Memory will rust and erode into lists Of all that you gave me A blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest The best parts of lonely
Duct-tape and soldered wires New words for old desires And every birthday card I threw away
I wait in 4/4 time Count yellow highway lines That you're relying on to lead you home That you're relying on to lead you home That you're relying on to lead you home.”
--“Left And Leaving,” The Weakerthans
Fortuity.
“Said one observer on Gallatin Road, about three-quarters of a mile north of the storm, ‘The tornado cloud was first observed while watching the unusual hail, which fell prior to the storm. The cloud approaching from a westerly direction appeared like a huge inverted cone moving rapidly across a light-colored background of rain, looking very much similar to a shadow moving across a motion picture screen.’”
https://www.weather.gov/ohx/nashvilletornadomarch1933
“They lived and laughed and loved and left.” - James Joyce, Finnegans Wake
“She began to do as she liked and to feel as she liked. She had resolved never to take another step backward.” - Kate Chopin, The Awakening (via the-book-diaries)
Writing Room, Fall of 2018.
For some reason, she hadn’t realized before that leaving meant leaving something behind. This was a gouging…a formidable excavation. Perhaps the true fault in our nature is believing that these coinciding and colliding lives are intrinsically meaningful. Or perhaps it’s our greatest asset. Oh, but to be able to let go of it all, regardless.
RMS, 3/26/2015
Caged, your dress riding up your ass Kicking at your cast Limping, yet harassing the dance floor Caged here, too, within the concrete and glass and the metal my mind is for itself I’ll dance with you, darling New friend. Someone without bounds. I used to be you I fear to be you.
RMS, 9/9/2018
My anxiety has gotten out of control. No, I can’t admit that it’s out of control. I have my hand inside the lion’s cage and I quickly jerk it out before he bites down from time to time.
RMS, 9/5/2018
When things bottom out in the backyard, after that many drinks After that many times you didn’t see your daughter After that many times you weren’t what you wanted to be, or do, or achieve There is always dirt beneath your fingernails.
RMS, 8/23/2018
If you find someone who can forgive all your bullshit, the least you can do is try to forgive them.
Saga, Vol. 4, Chapt. 23
Tent life.
Summer 2018, Nashville, TN.
"Well, and what's cheese? Corpse of milk."
James Joyce