You can hear Happiness staggering on down the street

Crescendo

Is it really necessary?
I'm so sick and tired
of having the same conversation
three times daily.

Is it really that bad?
I'm so distracted-
from thought to thought
beautiful bursts of beginnings

Is it so soon?
It feels like no time
between then and now
but nothing is finished

Troubled by troubling
thoughts with no weight
I oscillate.
hate to love, and love to hate.

Is it so serious now?
Life is a game
If you think you are winning
you've just bought in.

-Jessica Leigh Dec 2007

Feeling Drops From my Fingers

There's never enough distance for me...
from me.
between heart and mind
some seperation would be key

Been so long since I thought
about my heart at all.
Out of sight
out of time,
out of rhythm
out of rhyme.

Non-existant until about
-oh a moment ago.
I worry about my head
like it controls the function
of an organ half-dead.

Resucitate!
Too late?

Blessed numbness
swallow me whole
blanket the faltering
of a trembling life
caught in the bass bomb
of a musical implosion

Dance to the remix
my heart creates
skipping, staccato, screeches
like a banshee,

Ghost of a warning.

-Jessica Leigh Dec 2007