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logic collides

September 9, 2012 by Becky

this is for the confused girl who sits at the table farthest from the window,
the one who orders her coffee without looking at the barista with his spiked hair and his milky skin, the one who sits without looking around, her full attention to the world just outside the window, never to the world that surrounds her.

this is for the hapless mother who forgot how to smile, the one who wakes every morning but can’t remember why, the one who sits up late when everyone else is asleep because it’s the only time she feels she can escape, she’ll lose herself in the pages of a book and dream of the places conjured by someone else’s imagination and she’ll forget how green her grass is.

this is for the friends who lost touch because someone said something a long time ago, their thoughts return to a time when they laughed but their hands never dial the phone, their fingers never push send on the apologetic email, they stay locked in the need for righteous indignation and they try to push back the memories of a forgotten time and they each are left with fading bits of yesterday.

this is for the daughter who wants so bad to be seen, a glance of recognition that never comes, the repeating scenes to prove herself that never work, the ongoing attempts to gain a love that is hidden from view, she becomes lost in the effort to be loved and misses the love being thrown at her from all directions by the people who see her in all her beautiful mess.

this is for the ones who open their eyes
this is for the ones who remember to breathe
this is for the ones who break themselves open
this is for the ones who hear the music
this is for the ones who feel
this is for the ones who love

this is for all of us who stare logic in the face and dare to defy it, we grab hold of our imperfections and hoist them over our heads for all to see, we willingly give our hearts to be broken again and again because broken hearts can heal, we tell ourselves we are awake and unafraid because soon we will believe it, we choose to revive the parts of us we thought were dead and we love with our whole heart and we watch as logic collides with the world spinning around us and we dance… to keep from falling.

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  1. on September 10, 2012 at 12:20 pm ihatepoetry

    “And we dance to keep from falling” I always like the affirmative tone of your writing. I try to tell my daughter, “the default for the world is darkness, cynicism and apathy – try to be positive, if only to be different.” Again, I love your writing and, of course, you! Much love and respect, Moskowitz


    • on September 10, 2012 at 9:27 pm Becky

      Thank you Mosk. I’m all giddy with your comment. 🙂


  2. on September 11, 2012 at 8:00 pm Mary

    Thought-provoking and sensitive write all the way through; but the last stanza was just WOW. I love the idea of dancing to keep from falling so very much.


    • on September 15, 2012 at 8:15 am Becky

      Thank you Mary! Your encouragement means so much to me.


  3. on September 11, 2012 at 9:46 pm brian miller

    i so love the strength in that last stanza becky…i wanna let my freak flag fly ha…willingly giving our hearts to be broken again…yep…lets defy logic and dance….


    • on September 15, 2012 at 8:15 am Becky

      Ha!
      Freak flag wavers unite!
      Thank you Brian — I feel so lucky to have found you.


  4. on September 12, 2012 at 12:45 am dani

    LOVE the last line and your bio at the top right and i love you and your spirit and your bravery and i’ll dance with you any day, my friend!
    *Sparkly Squishy Hugs*
    ♥


    • on September 15, 2012 at 8:17 am Becky

      *dancing*
      😉
      Love you Dani!


  5. on September 12, 2012 at 9:44 am Laurie Kolp

    AMAZING piece, Becky!


    • on September 15, 2012 at 8:19 am Becky

      Thank you Laurie!
      Your capital letters have me all giddy!


  6. on September 12, 2012 at 4:43 pm Victoria C. Slotto

    Becky, this is something to sit down with and meditate on…hope you don’t mind: I retweeted it.


    • on September 15, 2012 at 8:20 am Becky

      Oh Victoria, you are simple amazing. Thank you so much for all your support.


  7. on September 13, 2012 at 8:00 am kelly

    This is fabulous. I am right there with you, dancing.


    • on September 15, 2012 at 8:20 am Becky

      When in doubt, dance.
      🙂
      Thank you Kelly!


  8. on September 15, 2012 at 6:15 am MOV

    great post! just found your blog, will definitely be back tor read more!

    best,
    MOV


    • on September 15, 2012 at 8:21 am Becky

      Thank you!



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