"good" bye.
Thursday 17 October 2002
sometime late this summer
he told me, "i like it here because it is quiet"
"so peaceful,"
rolled over and passed out, crooked grin and all. from my vantage point
a man. steady and sure, adrift and at peace next to me.
i get
no sleep
and awake to the same empty apartment.
"hmm.
"i think your room-mate was here," yes. a note on the kitchen table,
(next to his phone, keys, above his shoes)
i am.
surrrre. she has no clue.
"between the two of us(, babe)..." four
three, two, one - NO
you have to go ON the beat
again, from the top
count it three
two, ONE
"- i have to get back"