Thursday, March 17, 2011

Late Night High School Phone Call


                                                                                              courtesy of PBS
this nightmare turned reality has grown from my instability. i call your mother and ask for your number, my voice is breaking up as i'm breaking down - i tell her i'm sorry. maybe just for the late night high school phone call, maybe for a bit much more.

and i think of the birds and their flock, and with the formation it's still a scene of chaos. but the package is classical and coy. i promise to mirror myself after the birds the rest of the call. my temper is sore, so i slow down the tempo, listen to her list the numbers, count each one with the tip of my pencil. hang up the phone, it was about to destuct, i couldn't allow it.

with the phone down, i think off all the hurdles and exactly how they got where they're at. it had become my fault when stranded with my manic actions i forbode to disappear into that same thin air where you had found your eyewitness accounts (those which had only escalated the severity of the faults that would strand our survival) it was nothing without one another. and just so you don't misremember the distance didn't come from either of us moving, but instead where things had to take us. just that may i was escaping to your heart, by the dead hottest days the fight had gotten out. neither of us could have moved so quickly. we shied away from the risky.

so i sit depleted of everything but faults
holding the handrail the entire way down
that's what you do abandoned by escorts
and i believe in jesus, ghosts, and how unprofitable the bottom line is
but where has it brought me: just to a point where i want to let go, or be let go of
relieve myself of anchors and foundations that had mistaken the aggression of my guilt.
and range of my heart, i commiserate how the tiniest void can create the largest vacancy [in a pretty big heart]
the anchors and foundations crumbled under the acidic mixture
of our fears and my heart.

50 comments:

  1. Wow.

    That's all I got. Just... wow.

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  2. Beautifully written. I genuinely enjoyed reading this =]

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  3. i like the language you use, great picture too

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  4. wow very nice. did you write this? you're a talented writer.

    i am following. check my blog and see if anything interests you.

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  5. Wow Megan that was intense. I could feel the.desperation in your words.

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  6. I'm with Idaho. It's kind of hard to comment on these when you leave us speechless.

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  7. this is...how about something more upbeat?;)

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  8. It's very good but do you have to be in a certain mindset to write in a particular style?

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  9. awesome picture. thank you very much :].

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  10. great read thanks for sharing ;)

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  11. That was so awesome, you should send some work of yours to a publisher, for real.

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  12. awesome read. keep up the good work!

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  13. Interesting read. Have a good weekend buddy!

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  14. A great read...thanks for that! Very deep!

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  15. wow, i just love your writing! :)

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  16. Cool! I love the way you write! Keep up the good work!

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  17. Great post, very interesting picture. Keep it going, i will follow your posts.

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  18. nicely written stuff again! keep it up

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  19. great read - powerfully written, you have a wonderful style

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  20. interesting read. thanks for posting.

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  21. Amazingly written, deep stuff...
    I really like it

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  22. Each time I read this I like it more and more.

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  23. nice message you have there

    but some of the lines are too long in my opinion and hinder the poem's expressing

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  24. Oh, so very nice....thank you. (lovely pic too)

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  25. I always enjoy reading your posts.

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  26. i get these late phone calls all the time. nothing new to me :D

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  27. That was pretty intense! I liked it. Followed :D

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  28. This reminds me why I hated high school.. >.>

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  29. that picture is crazy. so is the writing! pretty sad stuff. i've been in a similar situation before...

    anyways. take care!

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  30. very entertaining that was thanks

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  31. nice blog!
    following!
    http://le-nerd.blogspot.com/

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