if

IF you were coming in the fall,
I ’d brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn,
As housewives do a fly.
If I could see you in a year,	5
I ’d wind the months in balls,
And put them each in separate drawers,
Until their time befalls.
If only centuries delayed,
I ’d count them on my hand,	10
Subtracting till my fingers dropped
Into Van Diemen’s land.
If certain, when this life was out,
That yours and mine should be,
I ’d toss it yonder like a rind,	15
And taste eternity.
But now, all ignorant of the length
Of time’s uncertain wing,
It goads me, like the goblin bee,
That will not state its sting.	20

Emily Dickinson

I must remember

I must remember that I do not have to settle:

I do not have to accept the world and all of its injustices.

I do not have to be complacent or tolerant.

I can and should and shall fight for a world in which equality truly is equality and vitality, vitality!

too much

No one knows you, till is over

No one wants to, till is over

It's as though I'm too young

It's as though I'm too... young

My lips are pale blue

My shivering half-moon

My last night's lost tune

It's the end of the end of the end

We're sinking friendships

We drown more and more

Jonsi

Sinking Friendships

Priorities

So you trade for liquor for blood,

In an attempt to tip the scales.

I think you lost what you loved

In that mess of details

They seemed so important at the time

Now you can’t even recall

Any names, faces, or lines;

It’s more the feeling of it all

An Attempt to Tip the Scales

Bright Eyes

lies

So I'm just the medicine

you take when you're sick

you get well and that's it

I'm put back on the shelf in your mirror

And it isn't exceptional

The course of our fate

so, people love and they hate

and I guess it's just our turn to hate

And you think I'm an asshole now

well, you're probably right

but at least I'm not blind to the facts

I've been wishing were lies

I've been eating for you

Bright Eyes

the softest place

I want to curl up in a soft, soft place

and ne'er come out.

the softest, softest place.

so swaddle me, cuddle me, caress

embrace me with all that you have

here I'll stay

ne'er to wake--

to forever dream

until I sprout wings

and when I do (for I shall one day!):

deck me in shades of purple! yellow! green!

clad me in colors I have never seen

let me become the woman I've always longed to be

Today was supposed to be the day

Molecules decide to change their form

Laws of physics lose their sway

Youthful indiscretion now is suddenly the norm

With the good kids sprouting horns,

And today was supposed to be

Not just another day

Opposite Day

Andrew Bird