Knowing

It would, of course, happen at night. Pandora and Hera could be found, as always, relaxing by the sacred pool located in the center of the temple; its scalding, rippling waters churning like the pulsating heart of their city.

"O gods." Hera stared at the other woman, the cold pit in her stomach swelling even as rage churned under her skin until she thought her fingers would tear right through the satin robe she was gripping. "I should have known."

Hera sat up from her perch on the couch, her gaze hard and direct. Her words bit into the ugly truth, dragging it out from under its rock and into the open to squirm like the poisonous, pathetic creature it was.

"You don't love him."

Pandora's distant stare snapped back to Hera's face. "But he loves me. He's in love with me. And if I make him blissfully happy..." she let her casual tone trail off.

"Well." She gave a sardonic grin that, for once, stretched all the way across her face. "Atonement could come in a much more painful form."

Hera's glare tracked her as she slowly placed her things in a worn leather bag. "Atonement?" Her voice was incredulous. "What-you haven't done anything to deserve throwing away a lifetime of happiness. What makes you think your actions have caused any more destruction than any murderer's or terrorist's?"

"You don't know everything about me, Hera. And that's the way it's going to stay."

"You should tell me, then. I need to know. I need to know it all."

"No! Don't you understand? This stops here. You keep pushing and pulling at me. I can't stand it. You already know too much. No way I'm letting you have any more of me than necessary."

She paused, controlling her breath with effort. "What makes you think I'd be happy, anyway?" And here comes the punchline, she mocked herself.

"I don't love. It's not even that I don't know how. I've watched, observed, tried, pushed, screamed myself hoarse by giving my heart directions. I've seen how others love. I can't."

She turned once more to her closest friend, her eyes impossibly luminous and glinting fiercely.

"But I won't let that get in the way of my plans. And he will never know."

Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera...

Mind the Wild

Some things are bound
contained
like you and me
Other things are left
loose and
spinning wickedly

All that remains
my
inner circuitry

It will fall, will shatter, will break

if you touch me

But I can't weep, won't feel, won't bleed

if you cut me

Some people are free
rattling
innards and bones
I am shut tight
everything in
its bloody home

Mind the wild hair
tendrils
swinging like machetes

All because
I won't break, won't break, won't...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~AEW~~~~~~~~~~~~

Where have all the zeugma gone? <-- Yet Again, Poetry

What...?

What a wonderful world it would be if all the boys were cast out upon the raging sea. To live many a month, or a year or thirty-three. Drowning in that deep blue sea.

Okay, this is a test of my span-first attribute. Not working right now.

Update: YAY!! It lives!

Temporary Soundtrack: "Bolita Trapo" by Cabas off of Contacto
Quote Trapped in My Head:
"I have ketchup anonymity. *lengthy pause*
Wait... no." - L.B.
What I Learned Today: To "kittle" in Yorkshire dialect means to tickle, from the Old Norse kitla. A lot of Yorkshire words come from Old Norse words.

Wait

You've lost me
without meaning to.
I've stepped away
leaping stone by stone
across the river's current.

You are frozen
poised to jump yet
too afraid to risk it.
Your dark eyes watch
pleading to my back

Wait. Stay. Mine.

~~~~~~~~AEW~~~~~~~~

10 Things I Want to Do Soon

1. Publish something.
2. Go back to Brazil, with friends.
3. Travel in India.
4. Get over my fear of touching insects.
5. Learn how to fire a pistol.
6. Learn how to throw knives.
7. Create a portfolio.
8. Get over my fear of people.
9. Learn how to sail by myself.
10. Teach myself another language or re-learn French.

Current Soundtrack: "Aaj Mera Jee Kardaa (Today My Heart Desires)" off of the Monsoon Wedding Soundtrack.
Quote Trapped in My Head: "...And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?" - W.B. Yeats, The Second Coming.
What I Learned Today: The Inuit myth of Malina, the Sun, and Anningan, the Moon, as well as Sedna, the Sea. Sedna, the planetoid discovered in November of 2003, is named after this mythological Inuit figure.