From More Poetry

Last night I dreamed of X again.
She's like a stain on my subconscious sheets.

Poem

Deep in our sub-conscious, we are told
Lie all our memories, lie all the notes
Of all the music we have ever heard
And all the phrases those we loved have spoken,
Sorrows and losses time has since consoled,
Family jokes, out-moded anecdotes
Each sentimental souvenir and token
Everything seen, experienced, each word
Addressed to us in infancy, before
Before we could even know or understand
The implications of our wonderland.
There they all are, the legendary lies
The birthday treats, the sights, the sounds, the tears
Forgotten debris of forgotten 2007s
Waiting to be recalled, waiting to rise
Before our world dissolves before our eyes
Waiting for some small, intimate reminder,
A word, a tune, a known familiar scent
An echo from the past when, innocent
We looked upon the present with delight
And doubted not the future would be kinder
And never knew the loneliness of night.

I got Anna Karina and I am completely excited about re-reading it. My friend in highschool, Alyce, would quote about her lover looking at her for the first time. I must find it.

PG

Patty Griffin is coming to Birmingham. I am so HAPPY. I have never seen her in concert and what better place than the Alabama Theater. Everyone get excited! And she's coming out with a new Album. Celebrations ensue for that!

About A Boy

Keith’s best friend told me he loved me last night. He might have been kidding or it was just a sweet gesture, but it made me feel grateful. Keith is in Florida this week visiting his sister with one of his best friend’s, Ben. Ben’s cool and I was sad they left soon after he got here. Keith was relating the events of the evening and ended the conversations with “I love you oh and Ben loves you, too. Here you want to talk to him?” Ben and I talked about jobs and shopping and then at the end he told me he loved me. Nobody ever tells me that unless it’s Keith, family and close friends. It made me even more aware that Keith is an incredibly relational person and I have a lot to learn from him about realting to poeple. I was so much more grateful for the people in his life that I wouldn’t have known without him. That night I had an amazing dream about him, it wasn’t racy or anything like that. I was either running around trying to find something or I was in a race or maybe someone was chasing me - either way I was stressed and panicky. I ran into this hallway and suddenly Keith just appeared. He took me gently by the arm and led me to a dim lit room, where I sat in his lap and he softly kissed me till my heart slowed down and my mind was clear.

My dream symbolize things and if I could understand what it all meant I could tell what torments my deep physce. Keith means all kinds of different things when I dream about him but last night he was my comfort.

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