Wednesday, December 26, 2007


I was on the 5th Ring Motorway this morning, headed to work.

Curled up in a tight ball against the cold, my head was a mess.

Nothing seemed to fit and I didn't know how to fix it.

I was so caught up with feeling sorry for myself, that I hadn't realized the car hadn't moved more than two meters for about twenty minutes now.

The haze in my head cleared momentarily and I looked up and outside my window. I couldn't see what was hampering traffic. It had to be big if things were moving this slowly.

Ten minutes later, as the car inched slowly ahead, I saw it. Two police SUVs were parked on the shoulder of the road. Between them was a dark Cherokee that didn't look too badly beat up. I couldn't see why this was causing so much of a hold-up. Then I looked down and my breath caught in my throat. It was a body. Covered in a white sheet.

I looked away, my stomach in knots. I thought of the people that were about to get a call today, perhaps in a few minutes, that was going to change their lives forever.

My life's never been as bad as I make it out to be.

Monday, December 17, 2007

One Year

It didn't seem right to let today go by without marking it in some small way, at least. SOME kind of eulogy seemed in order. And so...

365 days

An entire lifetime

Since I saw your stupid face

Since I knew

The sound of your laughter

The smell of your skin

The touch of your fingertips

The ache of deprivation

I think about you often

And I wonder if you're happy

I wonder if you miss me

Truth be told

I don't miss you

I don't ache anymore

I'm happy now

I've healed quite well

From the bloody, mangled mess

My heart was in when you were here

It beats quietly and steadily now

As it was meant to

Life's looking good

And for once

I want you to be happy too

Because I've grown up

In the 365 days

Since I saw your stupid face