sockpuppet

i put on my overcoat
and walked into winter
my teeth chattered rhythms
and they were grouped in twos or threes
like a morse code message was sent from me to me.

and i was a kaleidoscope:
the snow on my lenses distorting the image
of what was only one of you
and i didn't know which one to address
as all your lips moved.

this is when i forget
breathe all the things i scripted, they sound unfounded.
And the look that you're giving me, it tells me exactly what you are thinking:
"this ain't working anymore."


     -"I Was A Kaleidoscope", The Photo Album, Death Cab For Cutie



















Somehow between managing a large team of software developers, buying a Manhattan apartment and a host of academic & personal projects, any free time I had for E2 has all but evaporated, for the moment. It's been like this for months now. I'll be in and out every so often, checking /msgs, reading a few nodes, but not really around very much for a while.






I'll be back. I promise.