Thursday, August 29, 2013

Hey, I'm back from the abyss!

Welcome back, Allison!
Oh, thank you, Allison.
You are quite welcome, Allison.

Yes, I continue this tragic conversation with myself post-summer hiatus. Lots of things have changed in the past four months. Below you will find some music I'm spending huge chunks of time listening to now that I've been reintroduced to technology as well as some crap I spewed out this morning that may slightly resemble poetry. I hope to be posting here again somewhat regularly. Welcome back to insanity, anyone who still cares.

Music:
Panic! at the Disco's new stuff (especially the music videos, cause duuuude)
looooots of Silversun Pickups
A Fine Frenzy
Bastille (looove)
You Me At Six (especially When We Were Younger)
Clarity - Zedd & Foxes
Safe and Sound - Capital Cities
Selena Gomez's new album
(okay here's the camp person in me coming out. no judgment please??)
Don't Ya - Brett Eldredge
Surprise - Family of the Year
Crash My Party - Luke Bryan
See You Tonight - Scotty McCreery
The Weight - The Band
It Goes Like This - Thomas Rhett

Poetry:
Reflections on a Life Not Lived
(or how you know
when the time has come)

I’m stuck in a mode of wanting to be
where and when and who I am not.
My mind sifts through images
like a slideshow of moments
that piece that horrible puzzle together.
A mess of beautiful exceptions to rules
we will not succumb to.
Force and pressure
outweigh stress and fatigue on the scale of life
and whatever balance we lack.
Eternities spent lingering.
What do we know of patience?
We live for each next moment
regretting what has not come.
4 Counting days in a
3 mantra does nothing
2 for one’s
1 health.
0
I wear my clothes with scars of memories abandoned,
dirtied over or thrown away
or washed from the senses
and mindless of connections made by each
strained worn decoloring thread.
My friends, I commend you
for surviving this landing,
the comeback, the lostness,
the empty days, monotonous discoveries
of what has just begun.
Think of it all again and again
until you tire of your own lament.
But do not dare leave it behind,
the bad and the worse and the end.
Hold all of these things as you live in new moments
and do not ever forget.