Coin-Operated Boy - The Dresden Dolls
NaNoWriMo is pretty much over, but writing continues.
Finished 20 chapters of Emarosa, still have ten more to go.
Also editing and a couple other additions I’d like to add if it comes together.
Would like to get some new stuff posted by New Years, but no promises.
“Wishing on Welkin”
When at first I saw the sky,
I wondered like no other what it came from.
How the azure skyplane escaped my thoughts and took flight.
Where all its bedfellows got off to when it glides so deceptively empty.
Sometimes I still wonder.
I do not believe in yesterday or tomorrow,
For never can either be found.
Reverie dances with whim in any direction it pleases.
There’s no stopping that which no longer exists.
Or hasn’t existed, yet.
Anything having lived can tell you of folly,
Of regrets immutable for which no cost would be too great.
Whether it’s one too many cookies or a love long past–
I’ve never see a dollar undo the worst of idiocy.
Few things have ever truly changed my world.
Neither of them were money.
When at last I saw the sky,
I wondered what it did with the dreams I lent it.
Does it share them with kairos, waiting still for a faith worthy?
Or are they gone for good, like the days and clouds long past?
Like the dreamers of old, who never once gave thought to waking.