• drew commented on the post, cloudless 4 years, 7 months ago

    you came and went like rain falling from a cloudless sky

  • drew commented on the post, ombre 5 years, 1 month ago

    she wasn’t insane
    but she played the game
    so damn different it was insane.
    it took me a while to get it
    why she’d bit her tongue off
    before she bit it.
    and drink Truth’s blood
    before she spit it

  • drew commented on the post, improv 5 years, 1 month ago

    what do you call a man who encourages his wife to be a prostitute and puts his children out on the street to beg and steal?

  • drew commented on the post, unthinkable 5 years, 1 month ago

    In a city like this the whole damn universe seems like a curse. Time is a knife and Space is a stab wound. Darling, I know it’s unthinkable, but around here we’re the closest thing to God we’ve got.

  • drew commented on the post, unthinkable 5 years, 1 month ago

    Here you are nothing. You simply don’t count. You are here to obey, to accept everything, to keep your mouth shut.

  • drew commented on the post, pairs 5 years, 7 months ago

    Coming from the car of a young lady who had to pull over as she exited the cemetery to cry her eyes out, I heard an ensemble as mountainous and glorious as Hans Zimmer’s when he conducts at his zenith…and I wondered if she heard it too.

  • drew commented on the post, pairs 5 years, 7 months ago

    The greatest men have never known the world’s greatest women, and the greatest women have never known the world’s greatest men. yet, without ever meeting, or even knowing of each other’s existence, they shared a love together too great for physical pairs to ever come close to.

  • drew commented on the post, spilled 5 years, 7 months ago

    If we had never before looked upon the earth, but suddenly were born not as an infant, but full grown, and sat down in the midst of a summer meadow, would it not seem to us a radiant vision of impossible magic and unspeakable beauty? The spilling colors, the spilling shapes, the spilling songs and life of birds spilling through the airy way above…[Read more]

  • drew commented on the post, stratosphere 5 years, 8 months ago

    I am circling above the stratosphere
    and I have been circling for a thousand years,
    and still I cannot tell if I am watching over the womb,
    or coming from it, or a great song being sung to it.

  • drew commented on the post, rocker 5 years, 8 months ago

    The comfort of the rocker is in the cradle we once were. Its arms, our mothers.
    Its soothing motion, her calming emotions. Its creaking, her voice cracking because of our cuteness. We can’t remember this, but we feel it in a way that sways and says I love you.

  • drew commented on the post, taboo 5 years, 8 months ago

    You cannot split the mind from the body, said Socrates, nearly two and a half thousand years before the advent of psychoneuroimmunoendocrinology.
    What if it is possible to die of loneliness? Is there a link between the ability to express emotions and Alzheimer’s disease? Are autoimmune diseases the body saying no to things in life when we are…[Read more]

  • drew commented on the post, celestial 5 years, 8 months ago

    Celestial inquiries: In all of biology, is life not bubbles rising from the deep quantum deep and death occurring when they reach the surface and merge with the air and the sky of the Mystery? Is it possible for a culture today to root itself in the celestial? To access a lost dimension, to encounter a dimension of awareness which cuts through the…[Read more]

  • drew commented on the post, soap 5 years, 8 months ago

    I washed my feet with the black unctuous soil that was speckled and scented with cherry blossoms that showered down on me like dream rain — it’s important for me to stop and clean myself from the cleanliness of the business of adult life every once in a while with nature’s soap that lather’s the world with life. For me her soil is not dirty, it’s…[Read more]

  • drew commented on the post, simplify 5 years, 8 months ago

    Dear my Dear Butterfly,

    You who landed on my heart’s flower and simplified its pattern so my petals no longer fall off in the wind.

    The moment I write your name it’s as though angels awaken from the four corners of the page and gather around the fountain of my pen to bless the ink I think: the page glows as the words flow to the source of t…[Read more]

  • drew commented on the post, beer 5 years, 8 months ago

    Correct, I’m less than half your age, but that doesn’t even begin to mean half of anything. Now put that damn bottle down for a minute and sober up for a second, will ya? I only came in this wretched bar to remind you that this is the place is where men come to die at thirty and aren’t buried for until thirty-five years later. But you’re not in…[Read more]

  • drew commented on the post, enemies 5 years, 8 months ago

    There is no enemy. There is only tragedy. That is all.

  • drew commented on the post, clasp 5 years, 8 months ago

    The little girl kept trying to show me but I couldn’t see it. She kept saying “Don’t you see it? Can’t you see it? Look it, right there at the tip of the needle.” I didn’t see anything and I have very good vision mind you. They were all gone after that. To this day I wonder, did she see something I couldn’t see? Was her sensory perception and…[Read more]

  • drew commented on the post, bowling 5 years, 8 months ago

    My stomach starts rolling whenever I think of a bowling alley. Being inside one feels like being inside a Heironymus Bosh painting. I can tell half the people who’re there are in some sort of a hidden hell. I’m not a psychologist, but it seems that those pins for some, for some of them who return again and again and again ad infinitum to knock the…[Read more]

  • drew commented on the post, planter 5 years, 9 months ago

    I must confess. I don’t respond to oneword right away. I come here to get a seed and then I leave for a while. I put it in a planter on another planet that I grew from seed. But I don’t have to labor over it. What I will write is already written: a seed contains a perfect script for a tree. In a very real way, it’s done before it begins. All it ne…[Read more]

  • drew commented on the post, checkmate 5 years, 9 months ago

    “No, no checkmate. I’m the Queen, but that’s beside the point: this is not a game. My Beauty is very real and sacred and must be gracefully touched, not grabbed. If you move slowly, you’ll seduce me; move quickly and the only thing you’ll know is an empty struggle. Adopt the pace of Nature,” said the World “her secret is patience. Do not hurry int…[Read more]