during hiatus a spirit soulful mourning granted gift lesson
it all needed rock bottom
my skin can push out needles, it took two hands to plunge
nothing in nothing out
I felt every friendship and love who tried, pulsing past energy points.
It wasn't the ending I expected, I must watch too much tv, a forgivable but dangerous error.
It was sore. The soreness feeling of kate, and it was mine.
you know the sound of the axe hitting the tree
the sound the tree makes when it is cut, that tree sound soreness, that's the tree's.
Wednesday, October 02, 2002
at 7:07 PM