January 08, 2004

After great pain, a formal feeling comes

It's good to talk.

Sometimes...not.

When words stored behind the damned mount so high that the slightest crack will let forth a deluge, silence is best.

...or not.

It may be that in the winter, they too are frozen.

Posted by weez at January 8, 2004 12:24 AM | TrackBack
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my love, whatever it is, I'm here...

Posted by: mom at January 8, 2004 07:58 AM

Knot? or not knot?

A massage in quiet punctuated by the oohs and ahs of release of tensions

nice after the work out... knock, knock; box, box .... in/out in/out

can you draw a picture, assembly a collage, talking ain't the only means of expression (and silence is a means of expression)

Posted by: Francois Lachance at January 8, 2004 09:34 AM

Intentional or unintentional substitution of "damned" for "dam"?

{{hugs}}

Posted by: Liz at January 8, 2004 05:08 PM

Intentional.

Had originally "damn" but thought people would just think it was a typo.

And the title references a poem by Emily Dickinson.

Posted by: weez at January 8, 2004 06:44 PM
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