kilcher -- i owe you this. :)

   for those who know my multiply site, i've already posted this as a blog entry. since i haven't had much to write about except for beer, getting drunk, passing out, passing the boards and my crush already having a boyfriend, i figured that this poem would be a much better read than another rant or rave about my day. i think this is one of the best poems to describe the memory of love...

Tremors
Nerisa del Carmen Guevarra

Actually, what is left
Is a vague memory that I loved you.

You sit across me
And still my arms know the depth-feel
Of you, weight-density heavier
Than this silence.

Do not worry. They will not move
Like they used to.

Instruments like Geiger counters
Do not need to be in a crack
To feel a quake.

A single tremor multiplied
Can tell the greatest of rifts
Like now.

Across you, i finally understand

The Theory of Continental Drifts:
Ages ago, we were just one island
That had forgotten its shape.