The Essential… (provincial) and somewhat pycho babble of Anne

I would catch a plane and fly to wherever the sun is setting right now… somewhere warm, where the earth is alive with color and the scent of promise can fill my lungs. And the spray of a new perfume can cover my cold, white skin.

Because anything has to be better than the places Im dwelling in.  I have the rank strangers’ sweat sticking to my brow- and a feeling of a loss that isn’t even mine, anyhow.

I would let the slow flicker of a low flame illuminate a path in front of me… and let my nimble feet take me far away…

Because I’m sick of the same scene, and all the nothing in between.

I would hitch a ride to a place with lots of open space… fields of cool blue grasses, and tall iced drinks that are famed for kicking even the most seasoned drunks asses.

Because when one drink just wont do surely there is enough for me to have two.

Se non ci fossi dovrei inventarti

Start with endless love, just simple saturday morning the sun is shining in, and butterfly kisses on the nose, eyelash flutters, fingers splayed across your present imperfection…

Add a little, no, add a lot of imagination… and give it a little push, better yet.. a running start- and see how it springs to life inside a living beating wild heart.

If I close my eyes I see a field of daisies and sunshine filling all the empty spaces where I have tried to hide. I see the ocean tumbling by with a private bed where I can safely drift to shore…

To a place where the landscape fit my mindscape and a full blue moon follows me there- holds my hands and meets my bold and daring stare.

deliriium

Today is a day for stillness. For silence. I do not yet wish to hear from you. Or from you. I actually wish to listen to buzzing bees and  the leaves that lay upon my lawn. I want to be lost in a noiseless delirium.

A perfect head spinning, today is a day for endless insipid grinning. I want to get on the train that takes me to a place I have never seen. A place beyond delirium- a whole new dream.