I Will Follow You in the Dark

I just did a lot of work.
More work in one sitting
than I think I have done
all of 2012.


And it was not fun
and I felt overwhelmed
but kept going.
And it feels good to meet
a goal I set.
Because I hate school
a lot, and it tears me down
and rips me apart,
but there are only so many days
left and I can feel the end.
I can taste the summertime.


So I'm feeling a little
accomplished.


Unprepared in other aspects,
but accomplished in others.
I feel so inspired as to 
get out my guitar.


I'm going to try to
learn 
"I Will Follow You Into the Dark".


I'm hoping I don't crash down
so hard like I always do after I
have a decently productive day.


I'm going to keep going while 
I can though.
Guitar a little,
write my mom a nice
letter for mother's day.
And hopefully write
something.


Maybe something evocative.
Maybe something bad.
Perhaps something dirty.
Possibly something prose.
Hopefully something I don't hate.


- - -


I dreamt we jumped 
in rain puddles with
school children
and laughed too hard,
we were soaking wet
and very pleased
with our adult selves
getting a little restless.


The dream abstractly 
put in my good graces,
because recently,
it's been so that I see you
and want to throw up
on your shoes.


Jerk.
(but only in my head)