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Lost in the Desert

Susan — Mon, 09 Apr 2012 13:34:02 +0000

The Haunted Forest

Susan — Mon, 09 Apr 2012 13:18:58 +0000

The Improbable Remaining

Susan — Wed, 28 Mar 2012 15:53:43 +0000

I asked you a simple question
of heart-breaking import
I braced myself for your answer
And prepared a flip retort

But you remained completely silent
Then disappeared beneath the bed
And I asked you to come back out
But you remained instead

Now every night as I fall asleep
I think of you below
And I feel a sense of sweet relief
That you remained and would not go

Tell Me

Susan — Sun, 25 Mar 2012 14:27:04 +0000

Tell me.
Where do I end and you begin?
I’ve already forgotten,
And I’m curious to see if there’s a scar.

Tell me.
How much time do we have?
Because I’ve studied the map,
And the x-marked spot is leagues away.

Tell me.
If your answer is forever,
How do we protect this fragile union?
Forever is a long time to sail stormy waters.

Unsafe

Susan — Sun, 25 Mar 2012 01:53:14 +0000

Loving you is fundamentally unsafe, like napping on railway bridges and juggling with hand grenades. Loving you is cold and gritty, like picnicking on windy winter beaches and heads of unwashed lettuce. Loving you is lonely, like manning space stations … Continue reading →

Lost

Susan — Thu, 09 Feb 2012 09:50:04 +0000

I followed you into dark places.
Navigated shadowy lands
and murky waters.

I inhabited airless expanses.
Endured vast wastelands
and inhospitable wilderness

I followed you down serpentine paths.
Stumbled over rough terrain
and precarious precipices.

I lost sight of you in the inky blackness.
Called out your name
and my despairing desire

Wordlessness

Susan — Wed, 04 Jan 2012 08:02:58 +0000

Tongue-tied and tentative
I remain silent
Confounded

While a spectre of mute disapproval
Haunts this inhospitable hush

Impervious to my inaudible keening
You are deaf
Impassive

Fantastic beasts

Susan — Mon, 05 Sep 2011 11:35:27 +0000

Despite my lifelong efforts, to date, I have been unable to confirm the existence of the following things:

cough syrup that tastes pleasant

umbrellas that do not collapse in the wind

monogamy

unicorns

Certain discontent

Susan — Mon, 05 Sep 2011 11:15:20 +0000

Tentatively balanced on the precipice, I pause.
Certain discontent.
Before, plunging into the darkness and doubt.
Certain catastrophe.
I want to march decisively into the thin air.
Certain agony.
So, I pause, wavering and unsteady on the precipice.

I tried

Susan — Fri, 29 Jul 2011 06:44:13 +0000

I tried. I listened. I waited. While disappointment ripened Sugar sweet Heavy and swollen on the vine. I waited. I worried. I tried. While regret festered Swelling and aching Feverish and infected beneath my skin. I waited. I wanted. I … Continue reading →