Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Now we wait...

It's been two weeks since I sent my query out to the latest agent. From this point forward I am likely to get a response. Everyday I don't see my own self-addressed envelope waiting in my mailbox brings me hope.

I might wait a really long time to get another form letter, but for now the possibilities remain open...

So of course I am going to keep rewriting in the meantime. Otherwise I will start drinking hard and shouting at people from my balcony like some crazy man.

Things are going pretty spiffy at the job. I am still lobbying for webcams so we can shoot our own video news to put on the Web. We shall see.

Gonna meet the new dean for an NY school of communications next week. Should be a fine reception.

Okay dinner is cooking and it promises to be tasty... or else!

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Flame and Bone

When I was made from fire
Poured into the tender vessel of caution
That keeps my smoke from rising
Quickly did I discover that apart from crisp drizzles or falling snow
The world chilled my touched
Walking the narrow cornered gap between girders and cut stone
One learns to tuck his shoulders in or risk
Jostling a neighbor passing by rapt with want
For a clear path without the distraction
Of another man's boiling eyes
The tip of a finger
That oldest of all weapons
Grown deadlier and pristine in its invention
Gathers a mote of a cinder on its bare flesh
And turns pondering how best to scratch the impious itch
Prying open the tender seam
Where the oil of thought dews
Offering a new wick to ignite
Squirming alive as a salamander of mischief
That yearns for a taste of air it is so ready to devour
The steam of breath betrays me
Before the glint of orange spreads
In popping bright waves
Eroding the fibers feeding it
Leaving naught but ash
As my shell of quietude falls away