Suz, intrepid guide, lead the unsteady Ronnie safely up and then down the Horsetooth despite Ronnie's best efforts (she fell twice on the descent). Please see attached photographs; no replicas or photo editing were used in the taking and/or developing of these photographs; they are in fact authentic.
Ronnie feels much satisfaction at having summited the renowned Horsetooth and could not imagine a better hiking companion than Suz--excepting a horse to ride (but she was able to pet the Horsetooth). However, Ronnie is now absolutely certain that, while some might commune with nature on such expeditions, nature is most definitely trying to eat her. Suz did admire Ronnie's pace, which was ironically simply a manifestation of laziness: the faster one hikes the sooner one can be done. And that is how Ronnie feels about hiking: have done with it! Now that she has conquered this Everest of the foothills, she can.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
Death Sentence
Pronounce it:
I’m Dead—
But living in that!
My absence will remain.
My words, silence.
My body, space.
Where once I was will speak
With out me
I will
I will
susp-end Death
Sentences in-term-inable
I’m Dead—
But living in that!
My absence will remain.
My words, silence.
My body, space.
Where once I was will speak
With out me
I will
I will
susp-end Death
Sentences in-term-inable
My breath battles the Blackness
My breath battles the Blackness.
Transparent pushes against oblivion.
Every dim heartbeat, a battle drum
Every lung a horn to call the air.
Eyes mustering the light
Only skin to fight and
Arm against the Night.
But the Void invades
This little mouth—already won—
Conquers my chest.
I am my own traitor;
Each breath loyal death.
Transparent pushes against oblivion.
Every dim heartbeat, a battle drum
Every lung a horn to call the air.
Eyes mustering the light
Only skin to fight and
Arm against the Night.
But the Void invades
This little mouth—already won—
Conquers my chest.
I am my own traitor;
Each breath loyal death.
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