Tilt your head and laugh at the sky

This torn-down bedroom has naked white walls that make it impossible to ignore the dawn of a new era. 

This furniture-less house, and boxes filled with our things make it easier to begin the process of disconnection from the fun game we've played for one lease-long year.

Laying with one pillow, one blanket - your least favorite ones

Thinking about love, the prospect of movement and change allowing me to be loved,

In a fucked-up, but most rejuvenating, and satisfying way

The impermanence of life makes it glamourous,
a guaranteed graceful exit 

I can feel the change thicken the aire, and quicken the pace

You've only realized it if you've stolen a second to meditate

While that needle in my skin brings me to the present, I also realize that I'll never be the same again

new art for a new life and new self

A reminder to refocus tells me to love what I love, and never let anyone tell me I can't
To be at the same time dissheveled, lovely, successful and focused

I never want to blend in

not even temporarily

I never want to tone it down

And if being myself isn't different, than so be it

but I will not lose my edge, ever

The change comes slowly,
realizing itself onto your friends, and family

They feel it too
  it feels warm and sunny, so we let it happen

syncopation, syncopation, syncopation

You should feel the love now

You should feel flexible and energized

You should feel malleable bliss
let the tempo change

Let the warmness come over you, slow and sexy

Embrace it's kiss, tilt your head back

close your eyes

breathe deep

and give in.

This is the beginning to the rest of your life, and it's going to feel good.
2012