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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

[notwalking]

Do you not?

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

I would rather put all of myself into what's happening now. 'Less you'd like you'd like to yearn for that in the future.

[notwalking]

Call it a momentary lapse in resolve.

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

If that's what you'd like to refer to it as.

[notwalking]

Sure, why not. How have you been faring?

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

As I always am. Have you found any new books worth reading?

[notwalking]

That's noncommittal of you.

Ravi lent me some interesting ones. Lately it's been Neruda.

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes. That was around the time I was in Hong Kong.

[notwalking]

What wasn't?

I still say you'd write a great book.

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

I would rather people focus on living their own lives than read about mine.

[notwalking]

Storytelling's a dying art, though.

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

You're trying to persuade me. Are you really that interested in my life?

[notwalking]

It intrigues me.

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

I would rather just tell you stories.

[notwalking]

I'd be fine with that.

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

I'm sure we can arrange something.

[notwalking]

I could buy you a drink sometime. In a purely friendly manner.

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

With an older woman? Hardly.

[notwalking]

That's not an answer.

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you should look at it again. It's more than adequate.

[notwalking]

I'll take it as a yes, just based on principle.

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

You're a bright boy; I can't turn down a drink.

[notwalking]

Thanks. And hey, neither can I. Or a good story.

Tomorrow night?

[qinglongweiji.livejournal.com]

I'll find a babysitter.