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2001-03-15 || 10:22 || sleep and parking lots. || baby. with you away dotted lines have taken your place. perforations. of where you should be or where you have been in the past. where i remember you being. you leave fingerprints and saved messages. boxer shorts and love letters. with you away i fear train wrecks and plane wrecks and earthquakes and disaster. this web holding us all together is puckered on one side, like a withering pink balloon, able to hold the air inside it just fine thank you but not in a very convincing way. i worry about everything far away from me. my dad's heart. my sister driving on the freeway. the grandmas and their sleepy octegenarian whispers bouncing off uninhabited walls. you in a parking lot. it must be cold with the flags flapping like that. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |