it takes more than this to make sense of the day

taste in the back of your mouth where toothbrushes can't reach. even Listerine doesn't get rid of it. "it takes more than milk to get rid of the taste." slight discomfort today. slight uneasiness. just a slight bad taste in the back of my mouth.


i want to roll in leaves. i want to wander around Central State. i want to go to apple orcheries (orchards). i want to carve a pumpkin. i want listless fall afternoons after high school when it's still hot and there's nothing much to do.



so much to do here. so many concerts. so many friends. so much homework. "it's all happening!" so much heavenly temptation. so little thought.


just read this. it's so flat. now read this:

but i really love oaklandon. with its quaint houses with lit windows for eyes and the smell of fresh cut grass and the woods and the sounds of bob dylan coming from the car and the gas station and the cvs and the kids on the sidewalk and the wind whipping through my hair as the sky fades into the night.

and before that sitting in my grandmas backyard surrounded by trees and peace and hearing nothing but the birds chirping. and the sunlight fading and everything looks more beautiful through the warped eyeglasses of childhood.

and falling asleep in the car like i did when i was little as soon as we hit the highway and all the dream-like happiness of my grandma's community falls away to four lanes and overpasses.


that was june 17, 2006. i've lost touch with the soil.