Friday, September 26, 2008
When everything was something, I got ahead. Simply for a minute, I got ahead. But then I slid down and back into you.
One dialates while the other waits. Watching for you to come out. To explore our city with your hands and feet and teeth. Chewing through these small lives. To fit through, head-first. To make a better room. To push passed this flakey, fickle place...
just to get to you.