Devoted exclusively to the creative process. Here you will see photojournaling, poetry, prose, an occasional review--journaling or philosophical writing can be found on our other blogs. This is our attempt to use our imaginations. Enjoy!

Monday, May 22, 2006


"I have seen fear. I have seen faith.
Seen the look of anger on your face.
And if you want to talk about what will be,
Come and sit with me, and cry on my shoulder.."

(James Blunt- "Cry")

Fear : that there will be no shoulder tomorrow
Faith: that there will be
Anger: you don't need a shoulder

Will talking about the confusion help?
Easier to run than sit. Harder to cry than fit.

Feel it smooth and bony. Run your palms over the flesh and bone and caress the skin with your fingertips till it tingles. Rest your forehead on it and feast your pink lips on its fairness. Now clutch it with your teeth, wet it with your tears and don't let go till it gets comfortable with the contours of your teeth.
Its darker now, a tad more bitter and taut with energy.
Pleasing to the eye and the tongue.

And now that you've warmed it long enough, leave it be,
for another day, another time... another love.

Whats the big deal about a shoulder anyway!


Cocaine Jesus said...

everyone needs a shoulder. spellbinding words inky.

Prerona said...

u used to smoke a cigar, didnt you?

i loved this post - its mind-f-blowing. or maybe its just good. its good. but there were parts i identified with a lot and thats why - maybe - liked it more.

may i link?

Inkblot said...

cj: thanks.perhaps your right.I'd like to believe your wrong.

prerona: thanks. I smoke a pipe. Nice substitue eh!
and of course you can link.

Cocaine Jesus said...

i meant a shoulder to cry on.

Maddy said...

another love


sad. (it's my despair reacting)

Rex Venom said...

Rock on!

Manish "Diogenes" Golder said...

the song's been bludgeoned to mainstream pop - does that take away it's purport?
nice little post - overlooking the cliff over the sea of mush