not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Friday, June 1, 2012


i promise you something
a bear is not what you think
a fox is not what you think
are you holding a glass?
throw it down
it is not what you think
you think you know yourself?
that too is made of glass
shatter it
the world, time, history, tomorrow

on the way to the cave
i came upon a bear
i came upon a fox
they were not what i thought
i studied them
i made new thoughts
i took photographs
i wrote into the metal of my mind
yet the bear and the fox are still not what i think
over and over i shatter little ideas like stalactites in the cave
but they press forward recreating themselves in new forms
obscuring my view

the world is a cave
our thoughts are not real
break them, throw them to the ground
find the light


  1. Hell ya! The light breaking through the photo with the light breaking through all forms. That does it, you're going on my blog list.

  2. Yes I am holding a glass.
    Throw it down? Really?
    I'll put it down slowly,
    is that good enough?

    And the self -
    I'll put it down

  3. Replies
    1. You are so psichological... Erin you leave me thinking

  4. Breath taking! I find some light here......
    You are a magician Erin, always leave me in awe, always touching the deep deep emotions thats hidden most of the time. Always making me feel like understanding life after reading your words, seeing it clearly but seeing it confused and veiled as well.


"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))