Wednesday, January 19, 2011

retreat

the one called lazarus, rogue, et: where do you go when the silence takes hold?




on those days i am too ashamed to leave any imprint on the world. 

8 comments:

Belle Armed said...

I wish I knew where to go, since the silence has consumed my entire existence. if you figure it out, will you take me with you there then?

Lichen said...

...you retreat into your bedroom with its Rhesus security blankets and turn your stereo into a therapist like you did as a teenager.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgTok6fP9Sw

Anonymous said...

awfw

Kaleidoscope Girl said...

I know. I know.

small said...

The shark tent.

The shark tent with its fierce little teeth.

All will be well in the shark tent.

Clodia Turtledove said...

I would love for you to leave your imprint at least on my world, but I understand if that's too much.

Anonymous said...

outside. local park. a walk. open air. breathe.

Julia said...

I write, I implode and explode simultaneously until I reach equilibrium. and then I let my head sleep.