Tuesday, August 31, 2010

A Poem For My Seven Readers

I just reconnected with someone from high school through Facebook, and we have been talking on and off the last few nights. It turns out we have a lot in common, and we never knew it because, like many friends on Facebook, we hardly really knew each other before. Well, now we do.

People, Dr. Ken has made some recent changes in his life that are going to allow for more artistic endeavors, and I plan on keeping like-minded folks around me for inspiration, and it helps when they're great people like this guy is. Hope you enjoy it.

By Brad Burjan

I think

if we close our eyes

really, really tight,

tight enough

not to let any light


we can pretend

that we were

never there.


we could imagine

that there was never

any bed

where we played with dreams

until we molded them

into ours.

maybe those cities

and towns

that we captured

had no flag, and

we were left

with the make believe.

but it's then,

at that moment


my eyelids

begin choking my eyes,

and everything inside

my brain


it's then,

when i open my eyes,

and all that i can see

is everything i remember.

Here's a link to more of Brad's stuff.


Heff said...

I think I'm beginning to figure out why you were crying whilst jogging.

Dr. Kenneth Noisewater said...

Heff: Yeah, I think you're onto something. BUT, I listened to some "And Justice For All" in the shower today, and it turns out vintage Metallica is perfect for times like these. They never talk about women, unless they were saying, "Your mother was a witch. She was burned alive. Satan's little bitch . . ."

b.burjan said...

very honored to have made it into the matt swanson, blog...thanks, dude.

Dr. Kenneth Noisewater said...

Awesome stuff, Brad. Maybe some day I can send you some scenes I've written in this play I'm writing for your critique.

b.burjan said...

absolutely. send me your stuff anytime, i'd be more than happy to give you my opinion.

Dr. Kenneth Noisewater said...

Brad: Right on. Maybe I'll start by sending you a synopsis and a rough outline. Actually, that's something I need to do anyway, so that's good. Dr. Ken is going to be on a roll . . .