Saturday, July 26, 2008

still earli

if you don't use, what?, you lose it. i often count things on my fingers, or alternately brag that i could, if i wanted to. so this week, what did i count? past youphemisms, still in the system, but that's not a very nice thing to say. i remember each and every thing about you, you, yous, i don't know if that sounds weird, but i do, and i quoted you, too.

you drove through fog, counted evaluations of a life time, wondered about last partings, morbidly. you watched as the suncame up, no, though, that was the lights at the car dealership, and the next town's too. foggy enough and not knowing which direction the sun came from when it did, imagined closing your eyes for a second and seeing what would happen. too sleepy to remember, knowing you crashed into the own bed, waking next to two kittens, after sleeping through the hissing fight, lovingly they wagged their tails. that was me, though, doing that, and where were you, sleepy?
the rest of the day, or two: bathing away two days of sleepy naps, one or two at a time, sunny sweat with a violet, while she looks around for, who? it's quiet, now, in my head.