24 October 2007 21:19
11 October 2007 17:40
Found Art
Some unknown soul emailed this to the Mercy Ships alumni list a while back. Apart from the line breaks, which are mine, this is hers, verbatim:
I doubt it was meant to be poetry, but in letters as in life, sometimes - some rare and striking times - things just turn out that way.
I hope she's doing well.
dear all,
through three nights of study and charts and graphs. i have made a discovery:
we're all going to be okay.
though this life cast a fish net around me and i drowned.
i too
will be okay.
i met him
in the grocery store the other day.....he frowned
at me through a muddy picket fence, but we're all going
to be okay.....
he snuck a peek at
me in the shower and threw
a bucket of lie
in my face, but we're all going
to be okay...
and you all know
whom i'm referring.
well i'm sweating
like a blacksmith as i write this. and
my head is against the wheel
as usual. if i had some help
i'd climb back on that ship
and sink it with my faith.
no i'm just kidding.
i've lost my mind.
i walk around town
and visit hardware stores, but have no use
for anything in there. have
a good season of helping.
cause i am.
I doubt it was meant to be poetry, but in letters as in life, sometimes - some rare and striking times - things just turn out that way.
I hope she's doing well.