Tuesday, September 2, 2008

protein / deficient

My life would be so much simpler if I would just learn to order from the menu.

Sometimes I wish Catholic school hadn't taught me to expect miracles.
Sometimes I wish life hadn't taught me to believe in them.
Faith turns to atrophy if you blink.
Quiet patience, high threshold.
Wait in the in-between places,
listen,
and wait.

If you're lucky, there's a pretty lady with a banana trying to find her way back to you. Those are the good days.