« i couldn’t die on a wednesday  •  germany »

paper and wood

December 23, 2007 in life, humanity

i wish paper and wood weren’t so unresponsive.

especially paper. i deal with it a lot. i run my hand across it’s surface, pick up a wooden pencil, sense the interface between paper and pencil. it’s all dead forest. lifeless, lifeless tree.

when you walk into a forest, though, everything is breathing. put your hand against the soft bark and feel it sink in. feel your feet embed themselves in the vines and moss. currents of air encircle you, daring glances, slide past, touch your face.

my room is made out of wires. wires and dead forest. the wires crawl under my bed, tangle together in my closet. my desk, my shelves are cold, dead. i grip them, scratch their surfaces, while the wires laugh.

then the wires take hold of my arms; bind them behind my back. crawl up my spine, wrap themselves around my neck. the forest is far away, not even the dead wood in my room can carry the sound to it.

and i remain searching for their relationship. i remain searching. i remain.

*
To prove you're a person (not a spam script), type the security word shown in the picture.
Anti-Spam Image

[ Login ]