Crazyfinger

Messengers of Love

Suddenly awake, head flooded with
A painful "thud" that made me cringe in pain
Stupid alarm radio.  Always does that. 
It began its song already, ignoring me

Sleep.  It never comes to me free of images.
Always with her face.  Close to my face.

A hug, a splintered frown in her expression,
A surround sound shriek.  Heart pumping fast.
Lips dry.  Body shaking, crazyfingers shaking.
Re-experiencing the pain.  She.  Not me.

When you hurl words at someone
They come back to you
As little messengers of love
That was not there.

"I am done."  Sigh. 
This life will be what it has always been.
A craving for a change. 
An old longing
To live in this world
As a man lives in a village

Sid Caesar (The German General)

This week's been one of those when you remember once again that the most important ingredient to living life fully is sense of urgency.  To finish what one started, to keep the focus, to keep the discipline...for some reason I am remembering an old Sid Ceaser comedy routine.  When I first saw it, way back when, I was shocked at how brilliant the routine was and how much discipline it must have taken Sid Ceaser to master it to this level of perfection.  It is comedy sure, but watch the ending, it'll surprise you...