Office Politics

Can anybody tell me why directly following, I have this need to eat?

And stuff my face I do well, even on a full stomach.

Yes, I’ve had a grapefruit and three cheese sticks,

but a poptart may motivate me to roll in your dough

even if it’s the cheap kind that aids my double chin growth.

Not enough, you say? Cheese stick #4.

Slow, you say? Pop tart feast.

And thanks, by the way

for slight undertones of a compliment.

Ode to the flat duck:

Post to Appease my Friend Eric

ducky dear
it is quite clear
that you are flat
and far from fat
I'm sorry that deeps
he made you peep
when running over
with his chair
please forgive
the unfortunate error

Beautiful He Says

It’s nice to know people think that
I suppose
I’ll take it as a compliment
Though I’m not sure I care
It frustrates me
The surface level attention
The meaningless compliments
I know you’ll mean it by your intentions
When you find me
And say that I’m beautiful
I’ll know you’re not lying
Your sincere smile
I’ll believe

Isaiah

"...I have spoken, and I will bring it to pass; I have purposed, and I will do it."
Is. 46


Surety
Strength
A set plan
He has decided
No discussion
No doubt
Solid intentions
Definite action

Give me faith, faith that is as solid as your purposes. Trust.
Trust in your perfect intentions.

Monday's Inspiration

If I could grab a little piece of everything I love about the arts and what I'd want to do with them, it'd be very close to this:

http://vimeo.com/14803194

Dissecting Thoughts

The danger in losing control
The fear that something or someone would have you so bound
So tangled and convinced that it was right when it was wrong
And then realizing the wrong, or left alone and surprised
Whether it’s good or not, it’s safe in a way
Ignoring hope
Standing at arms length incase closer would steal control
Perhaps it wouldn’t
But if it did, the strong would be gone
The dancer alone
Spinning that grew faster would have no steady hand
Nothing to stop at, no hint at direction
Which would be fine if there were surety
Constancy in being free
The thought of maintaining control
To keep from depending on what might not be there
The safety in distance

Wishful Thinking

Today, I wanted to be a squirrel
Sitting in a chair listening to a guy go on about stuff that doesn't matter in the end
This huge window provided the perfect entrance into another world
Tree trunks were glowing on the right side with a light touch of sunshine
The shadows were light and gray
Just like the squirrel that jumped from tree to tree
Only he was jumping at the bottom
Hanging on to the trunks and hiding in the shadows
I thought it must be awfully fun to do that and imagined that feeling of leaping
When your foot catches the stone just right
Thrilling really