// looming lighthouse
| 10/01/2004 - 6:10 p.m. |
fri, 10-1-04, 6:10pm
(pre-rosenberg)
wow!
i just met M!
odd in terms of circumstances,
but much cool too.
as usual, the tacie report/stakeout:
~car is here.
~no visual yet.
~i snuck upstairs, but she had her in-session sign up--
SUSPECT--it's dinner time here right now.
i think she lies.
did get to see sue tho on her way out. :)
decent session w/ pat this morning.
altho w/ some uh, uncomfortable moments.
primarily--
she wanted to know about piece i was gonna use for 'mood'-take 2.
(which i ended up deciding to save for the next/'character' assignment.)
it's One part of One 'z story' and Vastly rewritten,
but she wanted to know about this 'person.'
the total amt of info she got was "she's a 13-yr-old girl"
yeah, i thought of somethin else to talk about Real quick.
hah.
i Did show her the poem i ended up writing and turning in.
that too was Loosely based on an old one.
of course, even the new one,
she guessed on the 1st try was about c.
*both copied down below*
yup, redirected that convo. too
so very...
so very nothing--ro. just came out so i gotta go...
Looming
lighthouse dazzles, glows
Plays so close to know
she beckons me to Near
but ocean More reveres
an Image of stability
she skews all visibility
Reward for the brave
her cover I Crave
waves crush; a fruitless speech;
the Illusion of sweet beach...
the 'original', written 8/14/99, 4:55pm
My Lighthouse
She looks so close
Until I try to run to her
She is a monument in the landscape of my life
Yet I have never been close enough to touch
The water between us is shallow
But too wide to swim
So I sit, observe
Wonder at her stability
My picture is obscured though
By those who play between
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