Heath

“I think of myself as a bad writer with big ideas, but I'd rather be that than a big writer with bad ideas.”
― Michael Moorcock, Elric: The Stealer of Souls

“Superunknown"

If this isn't what you see
It doesn't make you blind
If this doesn't make you feel
It doesn't mean you've died
Where the river's high
Where the river's high

If you don't want to be seen
You don't have to hide
If you don't want to believe
You don't have to try
To feel alive

Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
First it steals your mind
And then it steals your

If this doesn't make you free
It doesn't mean you're tied
If this doesn't take you down
It doesn't mean you're high
If this doesn't make you smile
You don't have to cry
If this isn't making sense
It doesn't make it lies

Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
First it steals your mind
And then it steals your soul

Get yourself afraid
Get yourself alone
Get yourself contained
Get yourself control
Control

Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
Alive in the superunknown
First it steals your mind
And then it steals your
First it steals your mind
And then it steals your
First it steals your mind
And then it steals your soul

Soundgarden, Superunknown (1994)”
― Soundgarden

“The sky of my day is blue
in a way that hurts

all the unblueness inside me
& there are thousands of lines

that I could write next
but I’m waiting to figure out

which one is the best.
I woke up in a puddle of sun

& my soul was maybe raptured;
if it was a garment

it was undone like a girl
& those parts of my heart.

It’s impossible to predict
when something you don’t want

to forget
will happen. I’d rather not miss it

right away. I’d rather be struck
by how necessary this is.

—Nate Pritts, “Notes on the Morning,” Sweet Nothing (Lowbrow Press LLC, 2011)”
― Nate Pritts, Sweet Nothing

“I have seen her walk all dressed in green,
so formed she would have sparked love in a stone,
that love I bear for her very shadow,
so that I wished her, in those fields of grass,

— Dante Alighieri, from “Pantoum,” Divine Comedy (Berkley, 2003)”
― Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy: Inferno - Purgatorio - Paradiso