can I tell you something?
the ears cannot trust the mind.
and the mind lives on forever.
but your heart laughs with me.
a story we shared when times were tough.
about a neighbor boy who persevered.
I learned later he died on the highway.
and his parents split up.
a windy cold january day.
and the siren blaring is the only sound ever.
the ruins and the logs on the fire.
send smoke far into the winter sky.
but a while later.
a still hungry boy walks into the woods.
his gate purposeful but with no intentions.
so sleeping neighbors only stir as he passes.
sven.
welcome.
january 1 2014. sven.
