Monday, February 11, 2013

Today is for writing.

What does it take to legitimize your fear of intimacy?  To make it something that can undeniably be called a “fear”?  What does it take?

My calling you out on the matter will only leave me looking like the one who has the problem.  And lest I too have no dog shit upon my sneaker, I shall neither take the first step upon the white rug, nor will I judge you.

Presently, I just enjoy our conversations.  I enjoy that we told each other the absolute truth almost as much as I enjoyed waking myself up from snoring into your back.

Today we will go be creative.  Independently creative.  
Tomorrow Alexis will sing the blues.

 Now, once more… with feeling.  I have music to learn.
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