Life is change
Do not hold yourself
Down to a fresh start
Or a clean slate
You carry experiences with you
Love, with you
Wherever you go
Life changes so fast
It’s like lightning over water
It will leave you breathless
Stay true to you
How easy it would be for me
To crucify myself
Maybe I could have been different
Maybe I could have changed
Is lost in the past
Keep looking forward
Not everyone adapts
Not everyone makes it this far
We are constantly dissolving
Be gentle with yourself
Continue moving forward
Life is change
Life is living
I found a box of letters today…
I will carry parts of you with me
Wherever I go
I will continue ….
Like the tide
I will continue
We are not permanent
We are here for a moment
Only just begun
Leave people better than you found them…
Francis: I thought you were faking, or it was more of a suggestion… like when you read the warning label on blow dryers…
Ethan: when I say I can’t eat dairy, it means don’t order EXTRA cheese on a cheese pizza…
Francis: ok so I’ll make it up to you with some ice cream…double chocolates…
Ethan: (sighs) just make it death by chocolate…
Francis: Oh look…they have that too. I’ll call it in…
Francis: So, how’s the Gym?
Ethan: It’s good. You know, it’s another weight to carry. (Laughs) I crack myself up.
Francis: Yeah, yeah, What’s for suppers?
Ethan: I was thinking we could try this steamed salad…and wait for the kicker, pomegranate juice…
Francis: Mmm Well that sounds healthy and nutritiously delicious.
Ethan: Francis! Put that down!
Francis: What? Do we not eat desserts first?
Francis: Oh hey, don’t mind me, I’m just taking my bath…
Francis: Yeah just like last time, remember? Remember how that went?
Oh look, no water…
But I’m all clean…
Ethan: I feel like I’m getting threatened, should I call someone?
Francis: Look at this dirt…disgusting… good thing I’m all clean now.
(Fire in the blood)
(The wait is erotic)
I wonder what you wrote just for you?
Between the margins?
Inside your address book?
I wonder how your letters were?
How many did you throw away?
Did you have secret lines
Only one person would understand?
I just reached 30
I wish I could ask you how this goes
where loss is
How it feels
Did you feel it coming?
Did you write regardless ?
I feel this guilt, like acid in my chest,
When I think about the things I don’t say
I reserve the right to write whatever I want…
Nothing is permanent
And I think about that heat
I think about that loss
Like words,forgotten unused…
How many did we lose?
I pour her tea
She writes on the sides of the pages of her journal
She has a novel she’s working on
She doesn’t think she’ll finish it
We can hear them coming
And it occurs to us
You can hear and feel
Life around you this
Absurd chess game we try so hard at
These boots coming
She won’t finish this novel…
I drink my tea
She’s here for a moment
I close my eyes
Like so many things
Blown away by a storm
The sun comes out
And I wonder
If we missed her,
I wonder how many more like her
The cow lazily grazed through the grass…waiting to roll in the…
Ethan: Hey! Don’t roll in that! Do you want another bath? What is that anyway? Ugh…gross…
Simon: Dad, I’m not Simon, I’m a cow.