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[notwalking]

He came to us
and said

you are not responsible
either for the world or for the end of the world
the burden is taken from your shoulders
you are like birds and children
play

and they play

they forget
that modern poetry
is a struggle for breath.



I'm fine without my family, without my school. Believe me, I'm more than fine. I'm better off without all of it. I never thought I'd miss anything from my world — turns out that I do. I really do.

No one ever appreciates nature until they can't touch on it anymore. Christ, I miss it. I miss rain, especially playing soccer in the rain, all of the mud and being soaked to the bone and loving every second of it. I miss thunderstorms like hell. Thunder always was my favorite. It tells of greater things to come. Now that we're getting toward the season, I miss summer. It'll never get hot enough here, and there's not even a real sun. I miss going boating on Lake Champlain and getting all tan and freckled just by being out there. I miss bugs and huge trees and, you know what? I even miss snow. Fuck me, I never thought I'd say that, but I miss snow fields like you wouldn't believe.

Forget, for a second, and oppressive government and an insulting labels for sexuality. Forget leaders who don't actually do shit. Right now, I'd just settle for being back in the real world. To climb a tree and breathe fresh air. That's all I ask.

A guy can dream.

Comments

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

I suppose I'm not surprised.

[notwalking]

By?

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

Your yearning for things that are lost.

[notwalking]

Do you not?

[hardlywired.livejournal.com]

Then who is responsible for the world or for the end of the world?

[notwalking]

God only knows.

[hardlywired.livejournal.com]

Hmmm.

[hardlywired.livejournal.com]

I didn't know that there were others who also thought that there was nothing in the world that they would miss.

[notwalking]

There aren't many. You too?

[hostbu]

This is very kind.

[notwalking]

Thanks, Tamaki.

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

I'm a city girl myself and I haven't even been gone long enough to miss it, but you're still speaking my language, kid. Of course, life always is a struggle for breath, isn't it?

[notwalking]

Not if you're doing it right.

You read poetry?

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

Depends on the life and the chances you get. And what you mean by "right."

Can't say I usually have much of an opportunity to read poetry, but the appreciation is there.

Talking about school sounds like a kid to me. Your universe have a name, Notakid?

[notwalking]

It's all relative to your own experiences.

Hey, an appreciation is more than most people. I respect that.

Little do you know. I've been out of school for a while. The name's Charlie Dalton, and apparently I came from a society of dead poets. Your turn.

[notwalking]

And just for the record, I'm not a kid.

[botanically.livejournal.com]

I might be able to do something about the trees. I don't really like the lack of them much, either.

[notwalking]

Could you.

[botanically.livejournal.com]

I'll see what I can do.

[rockthewolves.livejournal.com]

I thought the world couldn't get more artificial then the one I came from. Heh. I guess I was wrong.

[notwalking]

Do you miss it?

[rockthewolves.livejournal.com]

Of course I do.

[uponawitch.livejournal.com]

There's still nature; you just haven't been looking hard enough.

[notwalking]

Apparently not.

Where have you found it?

[hostbu]

Eh? Where?