Mute
04/14/2005 03:17 a.m.
We've all been sucked dry. Where has it all gone? where did all our beautiful words and creative tads and thoughts, insights and inspiriations.... where have they gone and when did they drain away? How have we become so molded and dull? Why can't anyone's love unfold into beautiful words anymore? And if it doesn't now, then how was it all written before this? Where are her words, or his- theirs, anyones! Jen's the only one with any passion left in her right now and it's so... strange. It's so oddly still on this site. Ghostly.

It's all grey. Why? And why don't we change it? Why do we not kiss in lines and poems anymore? Why doesn't anyone do this and how is it that everyone forgets a piece they're so eager to pick up in the first place? Why do friends not having anything sweet to say for eachother, any hearts to overflow? Where has it all gone?

I don't need to remember. I've hung myself on that brilliant crescent a hundred times in the sky. I have it here with me, clear and bright and exhilerating, softened with time but still there, still shining, still treasured. So why do the words stop short?