Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts

Wednesday, 23 July 2008

Boats Redux

It wouldn't be so bad being afraid of boats if they weren't so beautiful.

Wednesday, 14 February 2007

Jubilation

Then she has cursed the rainy night
That she opened up and let him in-o.



Happy Valentine's Day everyone.

Tuesday, 13 February 2007

Babbling

Sometimes it is hard to stop talking and really few things could be more frightening than to create an impression of intent that it is frankly very hard to negate without intense embarrassment and while there are worse things it rarely seems so at the time.

Then when it is over being alone is terribly hard, but usually there is sleep soon and that helps. And there is no longer any pressure to make sense, so really there is much for which to be grateful.

Sleep now, then, and perhaps the words will stop when they are so demonstrably unwelcome.

Boats

There are simply no words for how frightening boats are. Mad Maudlin won't go near them with their dreadful looming wooden walls and their constant threat of movement. They could move at any time and it might well be downward. They are too big and they cannot possibly be able to float.

They are too big.