Our First Conversation
Let’s have it then! Our first chat through this blog. You’ll never know if you’d like me unless we do. And I’ll never know. Possibly. And the best part remains the skipping. Skipping over the surface straight to the spirit. Because that’s what I’ll do here. What writing will do for you. Skip the pepper in your teeth comments and head straight into the blue highways. Travel the length, swirl around and then back out when you wish. You’ll know me better than those who’ve spoken to me face to face- better than the grocery cashier, better than most first dates, better than myself- if I word this just right.
I’ll say you need air. Give my name and rank when you ask. I’ll laugh off characters as imaginary. As accidents. I’ll twist away from the hives, the clovers of the highways. Detour. Closed road. I’ll draw a page over myself -leave you bobbing on the surface.
And if I ever do-
remind me of our first conversation.