Ethic

So break that spine.  Breathe it over and over.  God will heal the things you can't conquer.  Flushing that shamed blush from your cheeks.

Older love note.

In Her Frame
voice crunch
hard on the floor
broken for naught
or for that
in hope
soft the whitewash
flush your teeth
blink
for that
I promise
in fear

Define

What keeps you up at night?

Autobiographical Work is personal but not simply telling a secret.  That alone is not enough.  It is not gripping.  You must suffer for the work.  It must take something from you.

Peter

He was… one who did not make the common miserable blunder of taking the shadow cast by love- desire, namely, to be loved – for love itself; his love was a vertical sun, and his own shadow was under his feet….  But do not mistake me through confounding, on the other hand, the desire to be loved – which is neither wrong nor noble, any more than hunger is either wrong or noble – and the delight in being loved, to be devoid of which a man must be lost in an immeasurably deeper, in an evil, ruinous, yea, a fiendish selfishness.

George MacDonald

You will reach a point where you can tell yourself something very powerful.  You can give yourself an ultimatum and be very very friendly with lonely.

The amount of change which can occur in a person in a short period of time is incredible.  Also terrifying.  It is important to remember that this is only an aspect that has changed and it may not be for good.  The faults will always exist.  But they can be smothered and choked.

I am comfortable, now in being alone with myself.  There will be no hand held over mine.  There is me and the morning.  There is the sun slanted through the window glaring under the pillow.  There is a sweater.  Sweat pants and the reality of class uptown in an hour.  There is the grind.  There is God when I wake, God when I work and God when I sleep.  That is sufficient.  That is the oil clearing the cog in my machine.  The grind is a murmur.

With God I will strive to be no cog.