The Never Ending Sigh
December 30, 2010 § 4 Comments
You know when you can’t stop yawning? The relentless extraction of jaw and hauling in of breath like a machine that’s gone a little wonky…that’s how I feel, emotionally.
I can find no emotion right now. At least nothing definitive, just this ongoing outpour that bears no resemblense to anything recognizable. Like a pallette of colour that seems only dimly familiar, unshapened and residual anger, fear, joy, hope, ambiguity and insecurity play themselves out like a two year old’s first foray into fingerpaints.
It’s sweet for the effort but in the end no one has any idea what it means. Least of all, the immature artist.
But sighing is better than crying and there’ll be plenty of time for the latter. On so many fronts, endings are nearing. It’s never been the walking toward that bothered me, it was the walking away part that was always a bitch.