able

good morning?

"Greet each morning with a smile... an ominous smile, a petrified smile. Stare still and smile till the sun returns to its other horizon." - @NightValeRadio

zenith

thinking long and hard about it today. i realized that if i could only ever listen to one piece of music for the rest of my life, i would have to choose the second guitar solo from Pink Floyd's Comfortably Numb. i have never been so moved in my blood, guts, soul, heart, or head, by another piece of music. i don't know why. it makes me emotional every time i hear it - tears and goosebumps, no exceptions. it's primal and haunting and beautiful and exultant and chilling and desperate and anguished and euphoric and raw. it speaks to me like poetry and life. the second solo of this song is the first time i truly fell in love with music, and something reminds me of that every time i listen.

i love this video of it, because it is a version of this song, a live performance, that actually happened in my lifetime. i wish like hell i could have been at this concert in person.

anyway, there's one little important chels fact.

extrasensory

barefoot

beneath these

skirts

less an attempt

to maintain

workplace

informality than

it is a sensory

deprivation

thing

see, i

gotta feel

like i haven’t

stopped

feeling

this is one

of those

monday morning

attempts at

unwinding

& a little

work

avoidance

as necessary

a little

extrasensory

deprivation

thing

can’t stop

that tantalized

spineshiver

when i feel

him

reaching out

to trace

contours, so i

tremble

& curl

purr a little

push back

against a

vibe or

wavelength

like it’s a

solid

& it is

oddly

solid enough

so somehow

the smoke

clears a little

but i’m

okay

with that

today

piano fire