Thursday, April 9, 2009

Soaking In

So I don't smoke, but I do drink a lot of coffee.
And maybe this was written about a city, but that's how I feel anyway.

oh god it's wonderful.

I am the sort that takes my time. I dip my toes, then get in and soak for a while. I've been soaking in this feeling, letting it set in, getting used to it. For every girl that gets her day and screams or cries or jumps up and down, I'm stretching it out and going over every inch..."the world is vast, and I know this because I've measured it with my hands." And although I have plenty of regular everyday stuff to think about, I'm not ready! Just my luck, I have all the time in the world. I think we've got the love that just keeps growing beyond itself. I feel like I live in that city.

oh god it's wonderful.



Frank O'Hara excerpt, via le love

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

what a wonderful feeling--and so well expressed--

Love, MOM