Thursday, July 3, 2008

joie de vivre

the fog is suspended in the air
by invisible strings that hold it
so delicately
it moves as slowly as my adjustment
to this place, so beautiful
but i feel nothing
my legs have moved far before
this little heart left far behind
to find its own way
once again

everything smells different here
my appetite shrinks with new tastes
alone but in the company
of all my dreams
all that i ever desired
before i even knew myself and
what i would become
a very strong mind placed upon
fragile shoulders that sway
but never fall

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

give it time...

you will realize SF was a good home to you once you move to the next stage of your life, whether it be in SF or somewhere new.

with time you will become part of what you have now.

oj, you will never loose what you have here, you are adding to your life. Nothing bad comes from adding new people, experiences, and feelings into your life.

ill be there in couple weeks, and you will have some memory of me and gaby with you in your apartment and in those special places you like to go, and maybe you will see them with a more caring heart because we shared a moment with you there. :)

oj!

vacuum, jesus christ!