"Noun"

As we spoke and I said to you on the phone,
Compatibility isn't the ways in which people are the same, it is the way they fit together. Like Newtons and Kepler.
The planets, whose bodies are astronomical in mass, density and age are by now fixed in there orbit.We in our own lives have come to emulate the planets. A possibly infinite cycle where verses and prose flow easily from one mind to another, for one.
But we as humans are much less massive and our lifespans so much shorter that it would be ludicrous to reflect the orbital paths of bodies whose lives will truly know no end.
Last night after a late night at work. I came home and retrieved a song from my past. With it's nasally tones, idealist chords, hip turning precision and yearning.

In my mind back then everything should have been some version of the feel that that sound gave me.

Do you know what I mean?

How a song or piece of art can become a logos in its own aesthetic way.
Some nouns in life actually do come to pass as if walking from these very doorways.
However rare, when they appear you are instantly smitten, as we were for one another.
Could I spend forever locked in the phase of singularly possessing your unconditional love and devotion? Knowing too that this is only one sliver of the entire fruit. It would be unfair to not pay service to the variety of apples we two have bred and some are indeed truly bad.
In sobriety, a consciousness you and I hover well within,
I have the boldness of spirit to admit that I may regret this.
Losing a protector, a genius,a genuine supporter.
Losing a friend, a sparring buddy, an adviser.
What is there to not regret? Save the fact that we are locked in a prison of our own design .Where aspirations are only half lived so they are never in fact dreams of the nature one designs there lives after but more similar to the real dreams we inhabit, the ones we can only do so while sleeping.
And there is so much to say about sleeping. About finding refuge. About the simplicity of fatigue and the need for love and satiety.
I have unraveled anxieties I have only imagined possible through the benefit of your company. But there is always a but .
Perhaps I should throw it to the wind and take a miscalculated risk. But are we really that easily tempted?Of course.
Perhaps it's my own restlessness or perhaps it's my own star that burns. That is vaporizing time and vaporizing possibilities simultaneously birthing the world.
I hope only to know love.
For some measure that
so far I can say as a victor
I have come to know in light of
you.

When I was a kid, while my parents were involved in their world, me and some other kids were goofing off outside a community center.
It was a sunny Phoenix Arizona day. There was a typical phoenix ally way along the side of the building. One afternoon we kids were just wasting time as we often did. Running around.
Flirting. Red light green light. That kinda imaginative world stuff.
Beside a dumpster there was a sheet spread over something.
We saw flies buzzing around it. We were possessed with curiosity. Some one decided we had to go check it out, may have even been me. There were only a few of us brave enough get close. We found a stick and held our noses slowly we crept up to the sheet and lifted it up.
The sight was so utterly what we hoping on some level it was not as often is the case when you are a child and your imagination has the better of you and just when you cook up a real pot of gold at the end of a rainbow you realize there ain't nothing there.
But a dead dog's rotting corpse lay there. It's eyes were missing. The sight was so jarring we screamed.
And ran away because it was so mortal ,so instinctual, to see death at a young age like that in an unexpected place, without supervision had a guttural effect.
I'll never forget the mixture of pride I had in being brave enough to check it out and the thrill and terror of having assumptions satisfied. There was a running rumor that the neighbors were Asians and ate dogs. We often would see them with all kinds of different dogs but they never lasted for long.