To drag the ladder from the shed
climb onto the roof with a saw
between my teeth. cut
those suckers down.

If trees could speak
they wouldn't, only hum some low
green note, roll their pinecones
down the empty streets and blame it
with a shrug, on the cold wind.


---
(what's broken)

the cricket's tiny back as I lie
on the lawn in the dark, my heart
a blue cup fallen from someone's hands

----

Let them ride in the rippled air
over the barren Sunday Parking lots, the farther fields,
where the weeds will grow throny, wild and tall.

----

The Lost...

---
To be lost in it, your body tumbled
in sea waves, no up or down, just
salt and the liquid swells set in motion
by the moon, (by a tremor in
Istanbul, the waft of a moth wing
before it plows into a halo of light)

----

Unfinished, intricate
woven roads that go nowhere or disappear
in the distance, rough wanderings
that have brought me here, to this
sleep-repaired morning, these singing trees
and into my won listening body.

----

coming as they did
over at least one thousand miles of emptiness,
thumping as though there were nothing but doors, insisting
"come out", and of course I would have frozen.

-----

Run with me like the horizon, for without you
I am nothing but a dog lost and hungry
...Let all lights but yours be nothing to me.
Let the memory of tongues not unnerve me so that I stumble or quake


Lead me at times beside the still waters;
there when I crouch to drink let me catch a glimpse of your image
before it is obscured by my own.

----

Your absence has gone through me
like a thread through a needle
everything I do is stitched with it's color.

-----
when we first meet
we were kids we were young we were insects

---

Beyond surprise, my ribs start up from the ground.
After I had sunk, the waters when down.
The horizon I was making for runs through my eyes.
It has woven it's simple nest among my bones.

---

Noah's Raven

Why should I have returned?
My knowledge would not fit into theirs.
I found untouched the desert of the unknown,
Big enough for my feet. It is my home.
It is always beyond them. the future
Splits the present with the echo of my voice.
Hoarse with fulfilment, I never made promises.

-----


Inscription for a burned bridge

Not your defeats, no.
I have gone in with the river.
I will serve you no longer but you may follow me.

------

Estória do Gato e da Lua (1994)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4lhlK8BSUA

in the beginning there was total darkness
the silent immensity of the night
...
then she came and everything changed...
it's been a long time since i stopped looking for her
now everything is quieter
I learned that it's better to wait
she'll come
when she can
or when she wants to
I know one day she'll come to me
Otherwise why would she spend all those hours
all those nights
just staring at me

nothing else matters
I'll wait


but it wasn't always like that.

When I met her my whole life changed.

I started following her,
i sailed the seas,
crossed the oceans,
for her
I found myself drifting,
I did everything to find her,
and when I thought I was close,

I was still very far.

I felt lost, not knowing what to do.
In the middle of all that sea
the boat was shrinking
and the world getting smaller and smaller from all that passion.

then I changed my life, I found a steady place and comfortably settled,
i... thought my proposal was irrefutable.

But once again
she left me

Desperate...
slave of that desire, I ran after her,
jumping from roof to roof, prisoner of that attraction that was slowly leaving me lonelier.

And time went by,
now i don't run anymore,
I wait,
nothing else matters...
...i...wait.

shhhh...hehee.

I never seem to remember to listen to myself. And maybe I should sometimes. Haha oh I'm such a fool.









Anyway new music that you should give a chance:

1*"Pin your Wings"-Copeland
9*****"Best Wishes"- This Providence*******
14*"Don't Slow Down"-Copeland
13*"Love is a Fast Song"-Copeland
12*"Hold Nothing Back"-Copeland
4*"You Love to Sing"-Copeland
11*****"Sleep"-Copeland
8*"A Lotta Nerve"-Allister
8B*"Buried a Lie"-Senses Fail
6*"Okay I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don't- Brand New
7*"The Boy who Blocked his Own Shot"- Brand New
2*"So Damn Clever"- Plain White T's
3*"Write You a Song"- Plain White T's
15*"Shine"- Plain White T's
10*"Dear You (far away)"-Zebrahead
*"The Hell that Is My Life"- Zebrahead
5*"What's it feel like to be a ghost"-Taking Back Sunday
16*"Liar"- Taking Back Sunday





-Sweep


*mmmm it was a good midnight run the other night. Thanks guys.

i'm sorry for being a jerk.

remind me to write something later.

Yippeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!

oh man this is so good for you.

Yippeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!


i listen to it, and i know it's yours, and i may be naive, but i can still see that what you've got is something wonderful, and i like just knowing that stuff like that exists out there. you know?

well i told you so.

i was thinking it should be more like mcms. Just had to get that out there, so I can look back and say that I soo called it.

Okay so here are some of my ideas, I don't know, they just might need to happen:

*1. Watch Movie (Waking Life?) on the roof of the Women's Study Center

*2. Buy or Make Dandelion Wine to either drink while watching the movie, or at some certain gathering of good peoples ---something like that.
-but it would be really cool to make it ourselves, to pick tons of dandelion blossoms in May and make the Wine and let it sit for six monthes at school (over the summer etc) and then drink what we made the next fall.


those were the big two but also:
3. some type of "Night swim" at Walden or in that previous pond.
4. Climb Brandeis Smoke stack.

So Yeah,
Becca