"Loiter the whole day through and lose yourself in lines dissecting love.
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a winter day."
Oh shins.
Yesterday you came over to say hello. You and you and you and you. You all came over- Simultaneously. I found myself in such a stew of societal muck that I ran upstairs- looked in the mirror and declared a hearty lack of aptitude.
If you spend enough time in a car with somebody, a conversation will occur.
This was the way it was with you,
listen to this this this and that
and my mind spinning around the fact that you are sitting next to me and taking me to dinner
registers the lyrics.
Are we human?
or are we denser?
Before I can stop myself I change the lyrics to
Are we human?
or
ARE WE DANCERS?!
You don't think this is funny.
I don't think the original lyrics make sense.
And then we eat the most amazing dinner I've ever had
RA sushi delivers a veritable feast for the eyes and tummy
which includes
(but is not limited to)
- calimari crunch rollll
-viva las vegas rollllll
-pineapple cream cheese wontons
-shrimp tempura rolllll
-cali rolll (for the shushi virgin, and to cleanse the pallet)
and the grand finale
- cinnamon flash fried tempura ice cream
followed by an ample ramble around downtown
where 48 degrees is cold
and
the light sushi makes war with the ice cream in our bellies.
we go smandwich with cami and make up terrible words
to whisper into her innocent ears.
your mom says the word fugly
you teach me how to say things i already know
like oh oh
toto oh ka
sinta
and new one
numbalungablub
which means FIREY! or flaming.
cami has santa on her socks
i am unsure of which one is the true santa.
i suggest to her that she draw lips on one to make it mrs. claus
with a beard
i mean,
it gets cold in the north pole
spencer plays incredibly hard pieces on the harp
claire de lune
creeps into the room
like snow in july
and i think of you.
even though i shouldn't
playing the strings in the back of my mind.
beautiful, powerful,
and lingering here.
like when a child speaks for the first time.
i don't know how to feel and so
i close my eyes and cry.
the rarity of the moment clashes with the surroundings
and inevitably i have to come back to where i am.
This morning I watched geoffrey's scrimmage for water polo,
the family hiked the torrey pines reserve
the air and the sun and the ocean ebb into my heart and buoy me up.
a summer in the winter.
ps
I am looking forward to spending the night doing slightly destructive Christmas crafts, watching TCM, and eating cookies for dinner/ after dinner/ dessert.
4 comments:
"RA sushi delivers a veritable feast for the eyes and tummy"
Well said... No one could put it better.
RA Sushi = Food of the Gods
I hate it when I think of people I shouldn't. A nasty habit like that one is damn hard to break, I fear. I wish everyone who we should leave alone was suddenly terrible and hateful and ugly and mean, just to remove the temptation.
I fear, that I don't want to break that habit- it enhances my love for people. Moreover, it adds a measure of depth to my life that I would otherwise be without.
I would tend to agree with you in all cases except those in which it is difficult to separate thinking of and acting upon. For example, I fondly think of my last boyfriend, Vasiliy, the 18-year-old, smoking, drug-dealing Russian who stole car parts and is currently fighting his way out of jail-time for 2 DUIs, and who slept with another girl from work while we were dating and didn't tell me about it until a week later. He also had a heart of gold. A very mislead heart, but it was golden. But if I were to see him, I fear my fond thoughts would quickly turn into fond actions. I suppose he did, in many ways, become terrible and fateful and mean, but not all of him, and he certainly didn't become ugly. Unfortunately. I hope I planted a good seed or two that will one day come to fruition without my having to be there, resisting temptation.
So I stand corrected. Hear hear for thinking of people you shouldn't. Boo boo for acting rashly on those thoughts.
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