torn jennifer I feel wretched for thinking how I do I cannot give up any past loves to make room for the new like cleaning, I just put them away high on a shelf to pass by everyday and glance, and note that they once were prized but I still feel guilt that maybe I think too much of one when with the other 010201 ... birdmad to shreds 010202 ... fallen there are pieces of me everywhere......as the path has been walked....tearing me......i reach out....a piece breaks off......the pieces are everywhere and when i see them.....it makes me a lil sick...it makes me......pieces 010203 ... no reason is it possible to be torn without being able to pinpoint exactly what you're torn between? 130821 ... no reason between letting things happen as they will (for now) and being worried about missing chances. 130826 ... leif sky blue and forest brown soul words and fire lips love given and love taken giggles and passion __________________________ SELF 150319 ... past i ran, weaved sped up, trying to find the ball but it was too fast, i was too slow. the outer netting rapidly approached. i stopped quickly, to fast, a scrunch and a shot of pain. that was all it took to be hobbled, a split second to tear a muscle that will take weeks to repair. 230408 ... past five months later, three after being able to run again, something grips my body. is it the pangs of hunger of feverishness of changing seasons? the ruptured muscle, which will never heal "you don't need it" i recall the chuckle in the doctor's voice, makes its outline known. is this a new promise of aging? part of the decades long accumulation of insult and injury that wears our fragile bodies down. 230920 what's it to you? who go blather from