Lonely Heart

6/13/2003 10:37 pm |

The following post was from my original blog on, it is archived here for posterity purposes

It's been a while since I wrote an intraverted thought, or at least it has felt like blessedly long, but tonight I feel pretty lonely. I'm tempted to close my door and bask in the quiet, and let myself fall into a novel, perhaps continue reading Frank Herbert's Dune or maybe crack Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card.

I know what it is, it comes every Spring, and thus far I've done well to avoid it.

Every Spring, a poem by Patrick Jarrett

Like clockwork I feel very


I want to hold someone


to feel a heartbeat kindred

to my own.