gayathri

Because my brain hurts from yet another dark and horrid poem from poets.org - you tell me why modern american poets are depressing and apparently know my dreams? Because beyond its false advertisement in the title, "this is a wonderful poem"
is almost exactly a recurring nightmare I have where nothing I do ends up with a happy ending for me, whether its walking past it, running away, attacking it...

In an attempt to exorcise this brainbleachworthy vision out of my head, I looked up Hafiz:

At This Party

I don't want to be the only one here
Telling all the secrets -

Filling up all the bowls at this party,
Taking all the laughs.

I would like you
To start putting things on the table
That can also feed the soul
The way I do.

That way
We can invite

A hell of a lot more
Friends.

From: http://www.astrodreamadvisor.com/Hafiz.html

lil_brown_bat: "Buttering the Sky" made me think of you. :)