4 posts tagged “love”

Great photo and note on a recent obsession of mine at Treehugger.

a strange form of life
kicking through windows
rolling on yards

heading in loved ones' triggering eyes
a strange one

and a hard way to come into a cabin
into the weather
into a path
walking together
a hard one

and the softest lips ever
25 years of waiting to kiss them
smiling and waiting
to bend down and kiss twice
the softest lips

in a dark little room
across the nation
you found myself racing
forgetting the strange and the hard
and the soft kiss
in the dark room

and a strange form of life
kicking through windows
rolling on yards

heading in loved ones' triggering eyes
a strange one

Last night's dream, from what I can remember now:

Context: I was at some sort of commencement activity for high school. However, I left high school early and abruptly to attend college. However, sometimes I have these crazy dreams that I'm an adult and I have to go back and finish high school anyway. I also left my high school boyfriend abruptly when I took off for Simon's Rock.

Dream:
So, I was at this commencement activity and one could drink if from the bottle, be it beer or wine or liquor. If you poured it in a cup, it was illegal. I was alone and feeling like I shouldn't be there, since I wasn't celebrating my graduation or whatever. I saw my friend, Leslie, who had moved to Germany. I sort of glommed onto her so I could not feel alone and drink and not feel like a solo-drinking freak. I was waiting and waiting for the possibility of seeing a boy I had a relationship with in college. But I realized the real party was private and I did not know where to go for that shin-dig unnanounced from Massachusetts.

So I reluctantly hung around this thing at the school and I looked outside and saw skater-punks doing tricks in the parking lot. All my drop-out friends! It was Scott and Darren and others. And then I saw my high-school boyfriend, Josh, skating around too. But instead of being a punk, he was clean cut, wearing blue jeans and a button-down shirt. I wanted to talk to him but I kept getting distracted by the mundane conversation at the school. When I finally broke away, the skater punks were playing soccer. I sat down behind the goalie and Josh was kicking the ball into the net. I tried to make eye contact. I had to talk to him.

Then I woke up.

here's where I'd take you:

1. First stop: Chutney Villa for dosas and mysterious dips
2. Main Street to look for old boots
3. The Brickhouse, of course, to meet Leo the bartender and drink something he made for you
   
4. Joe’s Café to shoot pool, have an espresso and talk to the old Italian men who drink espresso and shoot pool and watch soccer all day
5. Bike around the park to First Beach because it’s pretty and maybe see a seal or two and some big freighter ships and then go look at the strange heron nests in the trees
6. Chinatown to go to Pnom Penh for garlic squid and BBQ duck
7. The DnD store with the serious swords
   
8. The Cobalt, a dirty rock bar by night, strip club by day
9. The Templeton diner where they have jukeboxes at each booth with David Lee Roth and Motley Crue on them, and alcoholic milkshakes (!)
   
10. Shiro’s for homestyle sushi made by Shiro, who unfortunately likes to golf
11. Magpie to look through obscure magazines and buy cheap books
12. Red Cat to look for old records that aren't $30
    
13. The Buchan Hotel to play "a secret holiday in France"
    
14. The photo booth in the train station
15. The Museum of Anthropology to browse the creepy collection drawers in the dark back room
16. East Hastings Street to feel sad for the junkies and prostitutes

17. The frites place that only serves frites for a basket of poutine

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