you just might make me believe

what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.

mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.

6:41:00 PM
Sunday, April 22, 2007
bop to the top
my dad is recently on a no-electricity-we-can-work-better-by-candlelight rampage. he has pointedly unplugged the tv, pulled out the phone cords, unplugged the internet connection (which i sneakily plugged back in or i wouldn't be blogging right now while he's dead asleep) and turns off all the lights the moment any of my unfortunate family members try to turn them back on again.

crap. he might be reading this entry (why did i give him the blog address? i can be such an idiot. -smacks head). so i'll stop now before i really burst.


honesty is the best policy