My Words That Aren't Mine

Don’t limit a child to your own learning, for he was born in another time.

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept

The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.

In the midst of all the chaos and mayhem, the only person I could think about was you.

So little of what could happen does happen.

“She eats the hearts first, before they go bad–as all hearts will.”

I always think of you before I fall asleep. The words you said. The things we laughed about, and the silent moments we shared.

A savage desire for strong emotions and sensations burns inside me: a rage against this soft-tinted, shallow, standardized and sterilized life, and a mad craving to smash something up, a department store, say, or a cathedral, or myself.

You’re in love with impossibility.

The air I breathe in a room empty of you is unhealthy.