Country Death Song

[starfrosting]

The sky is so blue and I am soo tired. I keep wanting to hear women singing sad and syrupy scratched and I want a love like one of those long-stem country songs. Thick clumps of white clouds smelling like sweetgrass dragging their way across that sky, the sunlight polarized and pink cutting the trees into dark gnarled silhouettes. How could two boys who are “really” girls have that pale blue kind of love? I admit I still fall back to that truth effect of sex, layers of determination and dignity peeled back and distilled to the pull of fingers. The simple push of hir palms against my back to the boards of some worn wooden house growing in the direction of the wind, hay seeds in the fuzz of my hair. This boy/girl thing is always there for me, for us, but somehow in gravelly tunes that twang against the worn wood of summer fences it’s not there, just heartache and gin and maybe hand-rolled cigarettes shared hunched out the smeared-dirt old glass window. Maybe if I could move my tired limbs outside and pull the sun into my mouth it would pull that person to me, but it’s past solstice, it’s near suppertime and I just can’t believe the damn sky is still so blue.

Comments

[kaiaroo.livejournal.com]

that was beautiful

[starfrosting.livejournal.com]

thank you.

aw fuck, right now i'm watching some idiot senator from colorado talk about how marriage is under assault and how 'the people' will have an opportunity to express their views about getting a constitutional amendment for heterosexist marriage...i'm not even rabidly pro-marriage, but this disgusts me. g-d almighty.

[kaiaroo.livejournal.com]

the house is never going to let that get through.

[starfrosting.livejournal.com]

I know. Yer right. But still. It is such an upsetting climate that would even allow for the possibility of people allowing this to come to the table.

[kaiaroo.livejournal.com]

yes, the fact that it is even some sort of issue is quite disturbing to me as well.