August 07, 2007

Let's Make Pies

I sit in the midst of everything that must go. Crying out, “ Mama, everything’s a mess.” A mirror one foot, twelve inches away and the steaming streaming tears keep coming, uncontrollable sobs that can only be cured by a long road that ends at the next ocean. Loneliness surrounds me and awaits me. Lonely future, lonely freedom.
Lets make pies. Lets make it all go away with cherries and chocolate, with lemons and sweet dough. Hot apples in cinnamon and milk. Lets make pies to make the loneliness not so lonely.


back for more sand dancing.....

7 comments:

Doug said...

Now you're talking my kind of living. Solitude and pie.

Eccentric Denials said...

great to see a post from you again! your such an awesome writer, shouldnt give itup!

Anonymous said...

saw your blog in the update list, read through some of your archives, gotta agree, you are quite talented.
sometimes all we need is pie.

DunbargGoth said...

your never alone.
think I need to make a pie

Jenna said...

GREAT to see you posting. why so lonely?

Steve said...

hate it when you start crying nd just can't stop.

cooper said...

It will all work out.

Strawberry Rhubarb would be my choice.