I would like to be free of them tonight, I think what I need is a human dreamcatcher. Someone to hold me when I wake shaking, to lull me back to sleep, I’ll ask you to stay, and you’ll squeeze tighter, whispering words only we know.
I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.
—Jack Gilbert
Sometimes I feel like words, construed and constructed in such a precarious way can set me on fire more than human touch. This may be a turning point for my blog..