Its been a long time since i have written a blog... Its not for lack of things to say.. Like a longing that feels to certain to break i kept my syllables (for once) inside the corners of my mouth.. I felt a sudden restraint, an invisible muzzle, as if my tounge was blocking my chances to be heard like Shaquille Oneal in the paint... If i am honest with myself silence used to scare me like a ghost (it still does if i am truly honest) it crept me out, like the creeks in an old house when you cannot fall asleep...quiet frightens me because honesty looms around the stillness like the blade of an axe ready to chop me down to my roots.... As i sit in my room, all that keeps me from enjoying the silence are the cars that are trudging by on interstate 95 and the rythmic sounds of the keyboard as my fingers fumble to deliver this....
I went on a run tonight...
the sky was clear for a change..
and i could see airplanes in the distance
As i ran i imagined playing connect the dots with the stars
I wondered what shapes i could make from those shining stars...
I ran to freedom
and did push-ups were George Washington used to live..
the plaque informed me like a unexecpted punch to the nose
that Washington had many slaves..
The only slave they graced with a name was his cook...
I guess he really liked to eat...
I dont think slavery ever really ended.......
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Hey kiddo,
Somehow I've become a contributor on your site- so I can write whatever I want!
(insert evil laugh here)
So you probably want to change your settings, even though I would never do that to you.
Well, probably not.
*l
P.S. Thanks for inviting me to your blog party. We are totes B.F.F. now. Blog Friends Forever!
I just threw up in my mouth a little.
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